Yes, I Will Marry You

The words were hardly out of the dickgirl's mouth when Lois Lane rushed forward and crushed the scarlet succubus with a hug. The reporter wasn't normally one for such displays of affection, but she felt warm tears in her eyes and buried her face in Blaze's shoulder. Shocked, Blaze was slow to respond. Yet when her arms did close around the naked reporter, the hands locked in the small of Lois Lane's back and held her tight.

"It isn't going to be easy," Blaze told her. "I'm a villain."

"I know," Lois said, swaying gently. Their breasts were pressed against each other, the warm soft girth of the demon's cock pressing against the reporter's dripping twat.

"I mean, I'm literally a demon from hell. I'm supposed to corrupt the souls of mortals."

"We can work on that," The pregnant reporter closed her eyes, enjoying the heat of her lover's body. "You'll have to meet my family. My father, my sister..."

"Is she as beautiful as you?" Blaze asked.

"You cannot fuck my sister." Lois warned.

"I mean, technically I could," the demon mused. "You spread your legs pretty easily."

"Let me rephrase: If you fuck my sister or any other woman but me I will cut off your dick and balls and have them mounted for my personal enjoyment." Lois added. "I'm pregnant with twelve and I'm magically compelled to give you pussy whenever you want. I expect a degree of commitment."

The demon sighed.

"I can see that this is going to take a bit of getting used to." Blaze sighed.

"Marriage?" Lois asked.

"Monogamy," the demon said with finality. "Are you sure I can't seduce your sister? I mean, when your pregnancy is well advanced, sex might be uncomfortable..."

"There's still my mouth and ass," Lois said, an edge in her voice. The cock she was pressed against twitched a little.

"You'll let me fuck your ass?" Blaze said.

Gotcha, Lois thought.

"I will expect regular ass-fuckings." The reporter insisted. "I...always wanted to save that, for whomever I married. But if we're going to be in a state of holy matrimony..."

"Unholy matrimony." Blaze insisted. Her hands slipped down to grab the reporter's butt, squeezing a cheek in both hands.

"Can I fuck your ass right now?" The demonic dickgirl insisted, her cock already growing hard.

"Well..." Lois thought out loud. "...I was going to save it for our honeymoon..."