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Of course! Here's a nsfw scene between Aka and Akeldama:

Aka watched as the usually composed and professional priest, Akeldama, let out a tired sigh and rubbed his aching back. The malicious cowboy succubus smiled wickedly to himself, knowing exactly how to get under the fallen angel's skin. "You know," he drawled, sauntering over with a mischievous glint in his eyes, "I could help you feel better."

Akeldama looked up at Aka warily. "I think I can manage on my own, Aka," he said stiffly, trying to sound confident despite the twinge of relief in his voice. The demon just chuckled darkly and knelt down before him, taking Akeldama's hands gently in his own.

"Oh, I don't think you can manage,"

"Oh really?" Akeldama retorted, raising an eyebrow. "And what makes you so sure I can't manage on my own?" His voice came out sharper than he intended, reflecting the tension between them. The pain in his back momentarily forgotten as he waited for Aka to respond.

The succubus demon's eyes flashed with amusement. "Well," he purred, leaning in closer, "I could always give you a massage." Akeldama's heart skipped a beat at the suggestion, and his breath hitched as their bodies brushed against each other.

Slowly, deliberately, Aka began to rub Akeldama's shoulders and upper back. Despite himself, the fallen angel let out a soft moan of relief. "Mmm," he murmured, closing his eyes briefly. The demon's touch was surprisingly gentle... and

powerful at the same time. It felt... oddly reassuring. Aka smiled to himself as he heard the small sounds of pleasure escape Akeldama's lips, knowing that beneath their hatred and rivalry lay a deep attraction that neither of them could deny.

Suddenly, the demon's touch became more firm, kneading the muscles in Akeldama's back with practiced efficiency. The fallen angel let out a gasp, his body tensing as he felt sensations spread through him like wildfire. "A-Aka..." he stammered, unsure whether to protest or beg for more.

The succubus chuckled darkly, leaning forward and whispering into Akeldama's ear. "Don't worry," he breathed, "I won't make you hurt anymore than you want me to." With that, his fingers dug deeper, seeking

oh, is that so? well, then... let me see how much you can take..." Aka's voice was low and menacing, matching the predatory glint in his eyes as he ground against Akeldama, feeling the other man writhe beneath him. His touch grew firmer still, each thrust eliciting another moan or gasp from the fallen angel.

With one final, powerful thrust, Aka arched backward, his hips slamming into Akeldama's body. The priest let out a choked cry as wave after wave of pleasure washed over him, shuddering with release in the demon's iron grip. For a moment, they were suspended there, bodies joined in an intimate embrace that neither wanted nor expected.

When their breathing finally began to slow, Aka leaned back, gaze fixed on Akeldama's flushed and satisfied features

So... what do you say, my fallen priest? Feeling better now?" Aka's voice was full of mock innocence as he gave Akeldama a wicked grin. The air between them crackled with tension and desire, their hatred for each other giving way to something far more primal.

Akeldama looked up at the demon with defiance in his eyes, trying to ignore the persistent throbbing between his legs. "Don't think I've forgotten what you just did," he growled, mustering all of his remaining composure. "We're not done here."

The succubus raised an eyebrow, amused by Akeldama's bravado. "Oh really?" he drawled, leaning in closer. "And what do you plan to do about it, priest?" The sexual tension in the air grew almost palpable as they stared each other

Akeldama leaned in as well, closing the distance between them until their lips were mere inches apart. "I think," he whispered huskily, his voice rough with desire, "it's time for a rematch." And before Aka could react, Akeldama pressed their lips together in a searing kiss. The demon moaned into the kiss, his tongue dancing hungrily with Akeldama's as they fell back into the familiar rhythm of hatred and passion that defined their relationship.

Aka returned the kiss with equal fervor, feeling his own control slipping away as Akeldama's expert tongue teased and taunted him. He knew where this was going, and he couldn't help but surrender to it willingly. As their passionate embrace intensified, Aka slid one hand between them, reaching for the fallen angel's throbbing core.

With a moan of need, Akeldama arched his hips into the contact, wanting more as Aka began to stroke him in time with their kiss. His other hand clutched at the demon's shoulder, digging deep into the yielding flesh as he lost himself in the pleasure. Their lips parted briefly as they gasped for air, only to be reforged into another demanding kiss that sent tremors of desire coursing through their bodies.

Aka smirked at the worn-out priest, "Why don't you lie down and rest?" He guided Akeldama to the bed gently but firmly, then proceeded to slowly undress him, revealing his aching back and soft, feminine curves. Aka's fingers glide over Akeldama's sensitive skin before teasingly brushing against his entrance.

"You want me to take care of that for you?" he whispers huskily into the priest's ear. Akeldama nods weakly, unable to resist as Aka slides a finger inside, massaging his inner walls and teasing his prostate. With a groan of pleasure, Akeldama begins to squirm beneath him.

"That feels good," he gasps, arching into the touch. As Aka continues to finger him, his other hand cups Akeldama's testicles, rolling them

Aka grins in satisfaction as he feels Akeldama growing more aroused. "You like that?" He asks teasingly, then leans down to take the priest's erect nipple into his mouth, sucking and tugging gently before moving lower. His tongue flickers across the velvet folds of skin, teasing and exploring until he finds the sensitive bundle of nerves at their center.

"Oh God," Akeldama moans, arching his hips into Aka's mouth as he feels a foreign sensation wash over him: pleasure from something other than his prostate or back being touched. As Aka licks and sucks on his clit, fingers still working inside of him, he feels a warm rush between his legs and cries out in release.

"Fuck, Aka!" he gasps, clutching at the sheets beneath him as the org

The succubus demon chuckles darkly as he feels Akeldama's body tense and relax beneath him. He pulls back for a moment, looking down at the priest with satisfaction written plain on his face before positioning himself between his legs once more. With one swift thrust, he pushes inside, groaning as they both feel the connection.

Akeldama gasps, arching into Aka's touch even as he winces from the movement. "You... you know... I can't..." he trails off, trying and failing to focus on anything but the sensations coursing through him. The demon grips his hips tightly, moving slowly at first before picking up speed and power as they fall into a rhythm that grows more and more frantic with each passing moment.

"That's it," Aka pants, nipping at the priest's neck as he thrusts

Oh, you can do plenty, priest," Aka growls into his neck, biting harder as he feels Akeldama starting to writhe beneath him. The fallen angel's moans grow louder and more desperate, punctuated by muffled curses and pleas for more. His hips buck against the succubus's touch, seeking release from this relentless onslaught of pleasure that feels so wrong but feels so right at the same time.

With a final thrust, Aka pounds into Akeldama one last time, his own orgasm taking him by surprise as it washes over him in a hot wave of ecstasy. He collapses on top of the priest, breathing heavily as their joined bodies cool and relax into the bedding. "There," he whispers, running a hand through Akeldama's sweaty hair. "All better now?"

As they catch their breath, Aka feels a stirring in his loins. He grins wickedly down at Akeldama, who looks up at him with hatred and desire mixing into something even more potent. "Why don't you thank me properly?" the succubus says, reaching down to guide the priest's head back to his aching erection.

Akeldama hesitates for a moment before reluctantly parting his lips and taking Aka's length into his mouth. The feel of the demon's cock sliding past his lips sends a jolt of pleasure through him, and he starts with moan around it as his tongue dances with expertise over its length. He can feel Aka's hips moving erratically above him, and it only serves to heighten his own arousal as he takes the demon deeper into his throat.

The sounds of their dirty

Akeldama's mouth is tight and warm around him, his tongue expertly lapping at the head of his cock as he fucks Akeldama's throat with abandon. The succubus grips his hips, moaning obscenities as pleasure washes over him in waves. He feels himself getting closer to the edge, but refuses to let the priest bring him off quite yet. "Fuck," he groans, "You're so good at that."

With a savage thrust, Aka pushes deeper into Akeldama's throat, feeling his own release building as the fallen angel struggles not to gag. "Gonna cum," he growls, slamming his hips harder against Akeldama's face. "Cum for me."

With a final, powerful thrust, Aka comes with a hoarse cry, his seed spilling down Ak

Akeldama moans as the warmth fills his mouth, tasting himself on Aka's cock before he pulls off and swallows. "There," he rasps, wiping his lips with the back of his hand. "That should take care of it." Despite their mutual hatred and rivalry, there is a strange intimacy in this moment that neither of them can deny. They look at each other, panting heavily, hands trembling as they brush across sweaty skin.

"We're not done yet," Aka says softly, his voice thick with desire. "I still have more in me." And before Akeldama can protest or agree, he pulls the fallen angel close, kissing him deeply and passionately as their bodies find each other once again.

With their lips locked in an angry embrace, Aka and Akeldama begin to move together once more. This time, it's slower and more sensual, each stroke drawing out moans of pleasure from the other as they explore every inch of skin and muscle. Their hands roam freely over each other's bodies, seeking out sensitive spots to tease and torment with gentle nips and caresses.

As their orgasms build again, Aka breaks the kiss to look into Akeldama's eyes. "Do you give up?" he asks quietly, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. The priest shakes his head slowly, meeting Aka's gaze with an intensity that sends shivers down the succubus' spine. "Then let me show you what I really can do." And with that, he plunges deeper inside, burying himself to the hilt as their bodies

As they grind against each other in this twisted dance of lust and hatred, Aka lets his hands wander up to Akeldama's chest. He pinches and rolls the priest's nipples between his fingers, eliciting a sharp gasp from his lips. The sound is music to Aka's ears as he feels himself growing harder again.

"That's it," he growls, nipping at Akeldama's neck before sliding down to take one of the sensitive buds into his mouth. With expert precision, he sucks and nibbles on the hard peak while using his hand to torment the other nipple. The fallen angel arches his back, moaning long and loud as pleasure washes over him in waves.

"You like that?" Aka asks, breath hot against Akeldama's skin. "Do you want more?" He pull

"Yes!" Akeldama gasps, trying to focus as the pleasure becomes almost too much to bear. "Keep doing that..." He grips Aka's hair, pulling him closer as his hips begin to move in sync with the succubus' hand on his chest. The sound of their harsh breathing fills the air, punctuated by dirty curses and moans as they lose themselves in this twisted embrace.

As Aka picks up the pace, Akeldama feels himself getting closer to the edge again, a familiar tightness coiling low in his belly. With one final thrust, he cries out, eyes rolling back in his head as he comes with a shuddering orgasm that leaves him panting and trembling beneath the demon's touch.

For a moment, they remain locked together, Akeldama feeling the last waves of pleasure wash over him as Aka

Akeldama was tired, his back hurting. Aka offered to help him and kneeled down before the priest, looking him over with a malicious grin. "You know, I could really make you feel better," he whispered, running his hands up and down Akeldama's arms. The fallen angel looked away, trying not to give in to the demon's touch despite how good it felt.

Suddenly, Aka grasped his shoulders firmly and began massaging them with practiced ease. "Ow!" Akeldama exclaimed, surprised at the intensity of the touch. A grin curled on the succubus' lips as he pressed harder into the priest's aching muscles. "That feels... nice..." He moaned, feeling his body betraying him with each stroke from the demon's experienced hands.

As Aka continued to work his magic on Akeld

Akeldama gritted his teeth as the pleasure-pain of Aka's touch consumed him. His hips arched involuntarily, seeking more contact with those strong hands. "Fuck... you really know how..." he groaned, eyes half-lidded from the combined effect of exhaustion and arousal.

The demon smiled wickedly at the priest's response before moving lower, kneading his firm ass through the cloth of his pants. "Oh yes," Aka purred, working one hand between Akeldama's legs, skimming lightly over the hardened length of his cock. "You like that?" he growled, pinching at a sensitive bud through the fabric.

Akeldama threw his head back with a moan, his hips bucking against Aka's touch. "Fuck..." he gasped, clutching at

"You want more?" Aka whispered in his ear, moving closer still so their bodies were flush against each other. The heat of the demon's skin against Akeldama's aching back sent shivers down his spine as he arched further into the contact. "I can give you all you want," Aka purred before dipping lower once more, pressing a slick tongue against the sensitive flesh at the base of the priest's cock.

With a choked gasp, Akeldama thrust his hips forward, seeking frantic purchase on the demon's hand as waves of pleasure washed over him in a tumultuous surge. "Aka..." he moaned, feeling himself begin to lose control as sensation after shattering sensation assaulted his tired body. A bead of pre-cum leaked from the tip of his cock and dripped down onto the flat of Aka'

"Oh yeah," Aka growled, cupping the aching length and taking Akeldama's hard cock deeper into his mouth in one swift move. He sucked and licked, teasing the sensitive head with his tongue as he moaned around him. "That's it," he murmured against the priest's skin, fingers working tirelessly to stroke and caress every inch of Akeldama's aching body.

With a final thrust that had them both crying out, Aka let go and moved up to press their lips together in a bruising kiss. His hips rocked against the fallen angel's, his erection grinding against Akeldama's ass through their clothes as he pumped one hand furiously. The demon's free hand slid between them once more, teasing and tormenting until with a sharp cry of pleasure, Aka came, spilling

Akeldama moaned around Aka's tongue as he felt the other man's orgasm radiate through their kiss and ripple across his own body. The pleasure was overwhelming, but not enough to keep him from squirming against the demon's touch, seeking out more release even as they both came down from their highs. As their breathing steadied once more, Aka pulled back with a satisfied grin and gazed down at the priest lying panting beneath him. "I think we need to do that again," he whispered huskily.

The fallen angel smiled wearily up at the demon before saying with a laugh, "You're starting to sound obsessive."

"Obsessed with perfection, maybe?" Aka drawled back, leaning in to nip at Akeldama's jaw. "Because I don't think I could ever

Akeldama laughed weakly as Aka nipped at his jaw. "Perfection? I doubt that even exists." He closed his eyes, feeling a shiver of anticipation run down his spine. The truth was, he didn't want this to end. Not yet. Even though it felt like they were playing a dangerous game, the pleasure Aka brought him was unlike anything else.

The demon chuckled darkly and moved lower, lips brushing against Akeldama's neck before teasing one of his nipples with the tip of his tongue. "Oh no," he said softly, giving the hard bud a sharp tug through cloth. "Perfection does exist. And I aim to prove it." Before Akeldama could respond, Aka slid him back down onto the bed and lowered his head, tongue flicking out to tease at the fallen angel's other nipple while one

Akeldama arched into the touch as Aka's tongue and lips worked their magic on his nipples, moaning softly as pleasure coursed through him once more. He tugged at the demon's hair, urging him to be rougher, faster. "Yes," he gasped, squirming underneath Aka's ministrations.

As his body began to respond again, Akeldama couldn't help but wonder if this was truly just about pleasure for them both or if there was something deeper at play. Perhaps they were both seeking some sort of dominance over the other, using their bodies as weapons in their eternal war. Whatever the reason, he knew one thing: he didn't want it to end. Not yet.

"Aka," he murmured, voice husky with desire and exhaustion. "Don't stop." He threaded his fingers through the

Aka growled, the sound vibrating against Akeldama's chest as he pinched and rolled his nipples harder between his fingers, eliciting a moan from the priest. With one swift movement, Aka lifted him up once more, positioning himself between his legs before thrusting roughly inside. "You like this?" He groaned, beginning to move with brutal force, hips slamming into Akeldama's over and over as he sought his own release from the fucking.

As Aka fucked him, their bodies slapping together, sweat mixing and mingling with every thrust, a new sensation began to build deep within Akeldama. It was almost like a wave of heat rising from his core, spreading outward until it engulfed every nerve ending in his body. His breath came in ragged gasps as he arched his back off the bed

Akeldama moaned as the pleasure built to a fever pitch, every movement sending ripples of ecstasy through him. His fingernails scraped at Aka's back, digging into his flesh as he tried to find purchase on anything to ground himself against the powerful sensations coursing through him. "Yes," he gasped, eyes squeezed shut as his body tensed and arched toward release. "Aka...!"

With a final thrust that drove them both over the edge, they cried out together in a raw, primal release of pleasure and pain and everything in between. As their bodies convulsed around each other, Aka collapsed on top of Akeldama with a satisfied groan, his weight pinning the priest to the bed. For a moment, there was nothing but the sound of their labored breathing and the beads of sweat dripping onto the sheets beneath