DKFTI 94

“No! Why are you just flopping that monstrous thing out like that?”

“Monstrous? Flopping?”

Aizen’s brow furrowed. It was an unapologetically rude remark to make to someone who had just served him with their hands.

But from Sibel’s perspective, Aizen’s thing couldn’t help but look monstrous. It was unclear how long it had been erect, but its size alone – as thick as a child’s forearm— was overwhelming. Dark and rigid, it resembled a weapon. A viscous liquid glistened at its tip. Staring at that cock, which seemed to mirror its owner’s personality, made his body instinctively shrink back. 

Suddenly, a wave of resentment washed over him. They say when a demon king is born, its appearance can be tailored to their owner’s preferences. So why couldn’t he make his that big? Could it be that there’s some limit on how much it can transform, based on his past life’s form?

It was incredibly humiliating. So Sibel glared fiercely at Aizen’s penis, one he could proudly display anywhere.

“Your gaze is pretty intense. You don’t have to look like that. I’ll let you touch it, suck it, do everything. Just relax your eyes.”

Talk about rubbing salt in the wound… Wait, did he already rub it in?

“Who’s going to touch that… su-suck…”

“Yeah, yeah. Let’s take it one step at a time.”

He doesn’t listen to a damn thing. Why even have ears if you’re gonna act like that? All he could do was marvel at Aizen’s selective hearing.

“No, wait, if you shove something disgusting like that in me…!”

Sibel instinctively grabbed his loose waistband and scrambled back. That bastard, his eyes are wild. Despite his gentle tone, his gaze was ominous, and his body instinctively fled from Aizen. He crawled to the opposite side of the bed in an instant. But Sibel’s escape wasn’t so smooth.

Swoosh-.

Aizen grabbed Sibel’s ankle like he was snatching a paper doll and pulled his body toward him. Sibel panicked as his body was dragged along, offering almost no resistance.

“Uh…”

Had he only exercised for three years? Why was this human’s strength so overwhelming?

“Get a grip. Now is not the time for this… Ouch.”

Before he knew it, Aizen’s body was leaning over Sibel. It felt like a house-sized body was weighing down on him. His heart pounded. The heat that still hadn’t subsided seemed to circle his entire body.

He always thought this, but Aizen’s direct gaze had the power to weaken Sibel’s resolve. He couldn’t build immunity to that somehow almost blind stare.

“Ah…”

Excitement flashed in his burning eyes. Or maybe it just seemed that way because of the heat radiating from his body.

They say the first time is hard, but the second is easy. Yet for Aizen, neither the first nor the second time was particularly difficult. His hands already tore open Sibel’s clothes without hesitation. Knowing how pretty and soft what lay beneath was only heightened the anticipation.

“Ah, I knew you were a real pervert…”

Someone’s whining voice reached his ears, but it only fueled his excitement.

‘Does his heart hang from his dick?’

His own junior, twitching and going wild, needed soothing hands urgently.

Supporting his body with one arm, Aizen pressed his lower body tightly against Sibel’s. The tip of his thick cock touched his soft sex. Sliding smoothly along the shaft, it soon became sticky with tangled fluid, clinging viscously.

Squish-.

The wet sound of genitals interlocking echoed lewdly through the room.

Veins stood out on Aizen’s neck and forehead. Was he really this aroused just from attaching a piece of flesh? The soft sensation, unlike his own rough palms, was ecstatic enough to make his hair stand on end. His jaw kept clenching. He felt the urge to chew and swallow something.

Squeak, squeak.

Aizen’s hands, stroking the two cocks pressed together, repeatedly tensed and relaxed with sudden bursts of force. Slowly, gently, softly. He kept repeating these words in his head, but the moment his focus wavered, he’d greedily grip them tight.

“Ahh…”

Every time Sibel’s moans reached him, Aizen felt like he was moaning too. His mind felt like it was being hacked to pieces, and he didn’t want to miss a single second of this moment.

‘I‘m going to lose my mind.’

It felt like he was about to lose his mind.

“Soft, warm, ah… so damn cute.”

“My junior isn’t exactly… that cute, ugh… haah, you know.”

Aizen finally laughed at Sibel’s protesting tone, even as he couldn’t keep his wits about him under the touch. How could he make such cute sounds while rubbing his cock?

“Looks like a bite-sized snack. Ah, talking about it makes me want to bite it.”

“Fuck… Pervert…”

“Watch your language? Ha…, Ugh.”

He knew perfectly well who was in control down there, yet he wasn’t afraid.

The squelching sounds grew louder. Now, bodily fluids from who knew where were mixing chaotically.

Aizen watched Sibel’s face as he moaned, his tongue tracing his parched lower lip. His face was flushed bright red, and faint tear tracks were visible at the corners of his delicate eyes. Could he possibly dislike it? For a demon who dislikes it, his cock is rock hard, and his moans are so sweet.

Beneath his trembling lashes, his blue eyes slowly revealed themselves. Perhaps startled by the intensity of his gaze, the deep pupils of his blue eyes narrowed.

“Your expression… fucking perverted… ugh…”

Sibel imagined what his own expression must look like to him, but it wasn’t a pleasant picture. He must look like a starving beast.

Beads of sweat formed on Sibel’s forehead and neck. Aizen impulsively buried his face into the nape of his neck.

“Haah!”

As his slimy tongue swept across the skin like a beast, a gush of fluid erupted from Sibel’s cock.

“Ah, uh, ah…”

As he made strange noises, as if he too had become a beast, Aizen licked Sibel’s collarbone and chuckled softly. It was strange how Sibel could make him laugh even when there was no room for laughter. Licking up the salty sweat strangely made his lower abdomen ache more. If it came from Sibel, he was certain he could greedily lick up anything, saliva, sweat, blood.

Squish-.

Even while doing that, his hands moved busily. The sensation felt far stronger than anything he’d ever imagined alone, and his brain felt like it was shattering into pieces. If he’d spent his whole life just fantasizing and never tasted this, he’d surely regret it from his coffin.

“Ah, ugh, I’m… I’m… again! Ah, just… slow down!”

He wanted to devour even that cute protesting voice. Was lust similar to appetite? 

Why did he feel this urge to devour everything? 

Aizen’s lips rained tiny kisses down his neck and cheeks, finally landing on Sibel’s lips. The moment their soft lips touched, without a moment’s hesitation, Aizen’s tongue rudely pushed its way into Sibel’s mouth.

“Mmm, uh…”

Tongues tangled, piercing his sensitive mucous membranes. The hands caressing his lower body were gentle, but the tongue probing his mouth was reckless. The kisses came so thick and fast, it felt like oral penetration, leaving Sibel gasping for breath.

“Haah, uh…”

The situation below was already overwhelming, and with his mouth now being ravaged as well, Sibel couldn’t contain his arousal.

Slurp-slurp.

The sweltering heat of the room, the wet sounds, the cool air clinging to his exposed genitals, and the hot hands.

“Ah, ugh!”

As Sibel’s genitals twitched, mustering their last ounce of endurance to hold back ejaculation, Aizen also gradually neared his climax.

The moment the rough, knotted cock rubbed against the smooth tip of Sibel’s smooth cock, Sibel’s genitals erupted in ejaculation. As the warm semen spread rather than spurt upward, Aizen used Sibel’s fluid as lubrication, shaking his own cock more violently.

Their mouths parted, a silver thread forming between their lips. The moment Aizen’s face, his eyes clouded and collapsed, semen gushed from his cock.

“Uh-uh.”

Drip, drip-.

The scattered semen coated Sibel’s penis thickly.

“Haah… Huuuh…”

Sibel’s chest rose and fell heavily, his entire body drained. And Aizen, still sprawled on top of Sibel, lowered his gaze to the two penises that had already ejaculated.

The thick, white fluid clung viscously to his hands, forming sticky clumps. Aizen slowly spread his fingers apart, one by one. Semen stretched like spiderwebs between his fingers.

“Fucking disgusting.”

At Aizen’s words, Sibel also looked down. Watching Aizen’s hand play, Sibel stared at the cock beside his hand, still radiating immense presence, and his tongue hung out in shock.

“Didn’t you cum?”

“I did.”

“How can a human cock…”

Sibel, about to ask if it stayed that big even flaccid, glanced at his own genitals in comparison and clamped his mouth shut.

“You like it big?”

“What’s so good about it?”

“Must be hard to hold.”

“I’m not gonna hold it…”

“Probably too tight to fit in your mouth.”

When Aizen’s gaze shifted to Sibel’s mouth, he felt every hair on his body stand on end. Aizen was the kind of guy who, once curious, would push things to the limit. He was the sort to get tangled up with demons, putting his dick in Sibel’s mouth would be no big deal.

“Shit…”

A profoundly bleak future flashed before his eyes, freezing his expression. But he had no energy left to protest. The heat boiling through his body suddenly subsided, as if it had never been there.

Exhaustion spread throughout his entire being.

‘I shouldn’t close my eyes while this stone is here…’

Sibel sensed some danger, but he couldn’t stop his eyelids from comfortably lowering.