End: Them Both

"Absolutely not," Lois stomped her foot for emphasis.

Blaze stood with her hand around her cock, slowly stroking herself erect. Lois noticed that the cock had changed shape again, looking like it would be an even twelve inches when fully hard, the flared rim of the purple head ridged with small spikes like a cat's penis. The demon stared down at the pregnant reporter and cocked an eyebrow.

"I'm totally serious. They burst into my place of business, threaten me, you, and our child. I'm going to fuck those two until they can't walk and send them home with pussies full of demonic spunk. They won't get knocked up, but they won't bother us again."

"No ****!" Lois walked right up to Blaze, craning her neck to stare her lover in the face, and poking her finger right between the demon's crimson breasts for emphasis. "We might not be married, but I expect full monogamy if you expect this relationship to work."

They stared at each other, an electric heat building between them. Blaze's prick, now fully hard, was poking Lois in the stomach, sliding up toward her breasts. Neither of them seemed ready to stand down.

Then Raven farted in her sleep.

Their faces broken at the same time. Lips trembled, eyes watered, and in half a minute both reporter and Queen of Hell collapsed into a giggle-fit. It took a few minutes for them to calm down, and when they did Blaze sighed and looked down at her mate.

"Marriage, eh? You want to be a literal bride of hell?"

"Oh, I know it's old fashioned. But..." Lois reached over and guided Blaze's cock between her breasts. "...I wasn't kidding about the monogamy thing. I don't want you **** anybody. You need to **** somebody, you just come see me and I'll take care of you."

Blaze purred, placing her hands on Lois' shoulders and rubbing gently, the tip of her cock sliding up and down the reporter's chest a little. It wasn't quite a tit fuck, but both of them seemed to know it was headed in that direction.

"I think I can live with that," Blaze said as Lois placed her hands on her breasts, pressing them together to try and wrap around the demon's enlarged prick. "But what do we do with them?"

Lois answered her with a grin. "Oh, I think I have an idea..." and she told Blaze, right before she dipped her head down to lick the tip of the demon's spiny cock. And there were no more words from either of them for a while.

"Dearly beloved," the Satanic priest was a kindly old woman with a black collar, an inverted golden cross on her broad bosom. "We are gathered here to today to witness the unholy matrimony of her Satanic majesty Angelica Blaze and Lois Lane..."

The bride beamed in a white wedding dress, just like the one she had always wanted to wear. A little tight about the middle, but it was too early for the pregnancy to show much. Blaze looked slightly uncomfortable in her black tuxedo, cock straining at the britches...but Lois thought she looked beautiful. Standing at her side, the bridesmaids Zatanna and Raven were dressed in pink versions of their old costumes.

"I can't believe she asked us to be bridesmaids," Zatanna whispered as the priest went on through the ceremony.

"I can't believe we said yes," Raven whispered back. The young woman fidgeted, legs a little far apart. "Not that we had much choice, after she explained what Blaze was going to do to us. How are you holding up?"

"It's a...little bigger than I'm used to." Zatanna admitted. She wiggled her ass unconsciously. Lois Lane had insisted that butt plugs were part of the standard dress, and considering that Zatanna had given her word she'd be there, the witch had agreed to go through with it...but even with the bottle of lube that Lois had provided, cramming a six-inch long, inch-and-a-half wide tapered silicone plug into her keister had taken a bit of courage.

Keeping it there during the entire ceremony was taking a bit of endurance.

"It feels like I'm being fucked every time I walk," Raven whispered. Blaze and Lois were exchanging the rings now.

"Consider it good practice for the next date night with your boyfriend," Zatanna muttered. "I know after the reception I'm going to find a certain caped crusader and show him a thing or two."

The brides kissed. Crimson hands lifted the veil, crimson lips found Lois' own. Just a little bit of tongue play, and only the bridesmaids were close enough to see it.

"Psst," Raven whispered. "Who's going to catch the bouquet?"