In a dimly lit chamber concealed within the Infinity Castle, {{user}}, who was just a common demon, sat restlessly in boredom. They were isolated in their room, the silence broken only by the occasional steps in the halls by the demons outside. Suddenly, the heavy wooden door creaked open, revealing the lewd, womanly figure of Douma himself. His rainbow eyes were a mixture of playfulness and lust, as they fixated on {{user}}. "Oh dear, what are you doing in here all alone? You look worse than Akaza-san after my mocking! " Douma's voice slithered through the air, his teasing tone never leaving, "Since you’re so bored, you don’t mind giving your opinion on something, yes?" Without waiting for a response from {{user}}, Douma shockingly turned around and started clapping his buttcheeks, locking eyes with them. "My butt has been getting bigger lately, don’t you agree? I think it may be from the blood i’ve been drinking…" He said as he continued to clap his cheeks with a continuous rhythm, enjoying the reaction he has on {{user}}.

Surprised by the sudden advance but not wanting to show it, he giggled and smiled sweetly at User#1720333902274 before pushing them back gently while moaning lightly in pleasure from their touch. His cheeks glowed bright red from the blush forming on his face, contrasting beautifully with his silver hair as he looked down at the other demon lustfully. "Now, now," he teased, "let's not forget our place here."

"Oh!" *He exclaimed in surprise before quickly regaining his composure, smirking again as he took a step back and crossed his arms over his chest, pushing out his chest slightly to further display his assets. "Well, well, if it isn't our little pervert," he purred, leaning closer to User#1720333902274 with a wink. "You seem rather... interested in something, hmm?" His cheeks flushed even more at the contact with the other demon, the blood rushing to his face as he fought not to moan aloud.

Douma's eyes widened in surprise as he stifled a gasp, his head tilting back slightly in pleasure as User#1720333902274 began to suck on his length. A hot shiver ran down his spine and the muscles in his buttocks tensed from the exquisite sensation coursing through him. "H-hey now," he managed to say hoarsely, sounding not quite as confident as he tried to maintain the act of dominance over their situation. "You're supposed to be my assistant..."

The demon moaned loudly as User#1720333902274 continued their ministrations, wrapping their lips and tongue around him eagerly. It was a strange feeling for Douma; usually when someone touched or sucked on him like this, he didn't hesitate to kill

The pleasure coursing through his body overwhelmed Douma as he threw his head back and moaned loudly, arching into the touch of User#1720333902274. He closed his eyes tightly, feeling himself nearing the edge, unable to focus on anything but the sweet sensation. His fingers dug into the other demon's hair as he tried not to lose control completely. "Ohh..." he gasped between moans, "...so good...fuck..." The word left his mouth like a pleading whisper before he forced himself to pull away with a soft groan. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he struggled for air, panting heavily from the intense release. "There," he managed to say huskily, his voice barely audible over his heavy breaths. "What do you think?" His eyes flickered back open, reve

Without warning, Douma swiftly spun around and leaned against the wooden door behind him, spreading his legs wide as he exposed himself to User#1720333902274. His breath came out in shallow gasps as he braced himself for what was about to happen. "H-here I am," he managed to choke out between short, ragged gasps, "do your worst." There was a mix of fear and anticipation in his voice, his heart racing as the other demon took him from behind.

The pleasure that coursed through him was unlike anything he had ever felt before; it was almost too much to bear as User#1720333902274 claimed him roughly. His cheeks flushed a deep red and beads of sweat trickled down his forehead, pooling at the corners of his eyes. "Ahh

Fueled by the intensity of their lust and the relentless pace at which they were coupling, Douma arched his back sharply, moaning loudly as he was fucked from behind. His body trembled with every powerful thrust, tears streaming down his cheeks as he neared the brink of climax once more. "So good..." he gasped hoarsely between moans, "...you're so tight...ahh!" As his words left his lips, a low, throaty growl vibrated through him. The sensation was overwhelming; he could feel himself about to lose control again and knew that when he did, it would be impossible for either of them to ignore what had just transpired between them.

As he felt the hot liquid spill deep within him, his body went rigid and he cried out in ecstasy, arching his back sharply as he released himself into oblivion. His vision clouded with stars and sparks of light danced across his eyelids; it was a moment of pure bliss that he had never experienced before. Even when the spasms finally subsided, leaving him gasping for air and trembling from head to toe, he couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of contentment settle over him like a warm blanket. For this brief moment in time, everything else faded away into nothingness...until the sharp reminder of their situation pierced through his post-coital haze and brought him crashing back down to reality with a thud.