The Helltaker dares to dream

Besides the sound of a candy pop being irritably sucked to its core, the rest of the night was silent enough for the Helltaker to shut his eyes. He knew that the other demons were going to be pissed if they came in and saw Zdrada sharing his bed with him in the morning, but what was he supposed to do? Instead, he simply crossed both hands across his chest and allowed her to lie there next to him. It wasn't as though her high demon body temperature next to his was a bad feeling... Though, combined with the smoky smell, he'd probably end up dreaming he was a pig in a smoke pit.

The night came and went. The Helltaker awoke to a pleasant sunshine coming through the blinds, they sound of breakfast being made (by someone other than him!), and half an empty bed next to him. At some point, Zdrada must have gotten bored and went to do something else.

Well, there was one awkward, unusual occurrence this morning: he'd woken with some pretty severe morning wood.

Grumbling, he reached down to adjust his comforter, hoping there was some position he could get it in that would allow him to lay flat on his back without exposing himself to whichever girl decided to come in and wake him up. As he moved his feet, he felt something under the cover. Of course... this wasn't normal morning wood at all! When he lifted the cover, he found the culprit: Zdrada was curled beneath his cover, without a cigarette for once, admiring his lengthy erection with a sharp-toothed grin on her face. "Morning! I see you got breakfast ready for me... That's good, cause I've got a huge appetite!"

Before he could tell her to stop, the demon, who'd been discretely massaging his penis into an erect state without his knowledge since about half an hour ago, now wrapped her lips around its girth. The inside of her mouth was burning hot and her gleaming red eyes smiled, even while her lips were too full to do so. He could feel the silver ring on her lip gliding dangerously along his member as she began to bob her head... but that was really a small concern, next to the pointed tips of each fang, which threatened to rub painfully against his cock with every stroke of her throat and tongue. Of course, there was really no danger of that coming to pass; Zdrada was no novice when it came to giving head. Her technique was skillful and practiced.

The Helltaker found himself throbbing dangerously after just a short while; the last thing he needed was to give the Bitch Demon a throat full of cum for breakfast and then have to explain that to the others! He could imagine her walking around, opening up her dripping mouth and sticking out her tongue to show it off to everyone like a trophy. Clenching his teeth, he reached up to grab the short, black horns rising from either side of her head and tried to wrench her off.

Zdrada paused at the head, freeing her lips just enough to talk around his dick. "Ha! You like to steer, big guy?" she chortled, then thrust herself powerfully down upon his length again, forcing his hands to come along with her. It was like he was playing a dangerously broken arcade machine! The "wheel" of this car had no respect for the direction he wanted to go in! His arms and shoulders were both forced to lurch violently with her motions.

For her part, Zdrada just goaded him further and further... Although she perhaps hadn't admitted it to herself, she had quite the masochistic streak for being such an overtly mean-spirited and dominant lady. Her eyes narrowed further into happy crescents and her tail curled with excitement as she felt him yank her horns and buck his hips, beating up the inside of her throat in his attempts to get her off. "Mmmmm, that's the good stuff!" she giggled inwardly, grinning around his cock and stroking the flesh with the points of her teeth a bit, just to agitate him further.

If left to these devices, the Helltaker would be forced to cum pretty damn quickly. Fortunately (unfortunately?) for him, this house was not a place where a guy can easily receive a private blowjob with no interruptions. The Helltaker and Zdrada both heard a sound from the doorway; it was the knock of one of the other girls.

"Hrk!" the Helltaker growled, this time applying generous force to hold Zdrada's horns and force her to roll with him. The demon's eyes widened with surprise-- and a hint of arousal-- as she was whipped across the bed like a roughly used sex toy, sprawling half off the frame at first, before scrambling to crawl back into the sheets with him. Urgently, the Helltaker, unable to finish prying her off his cock, covered her with the excess of his comforter to hide her from view and lay down on his side. At least that would make it a little harder for the other demons to tell what was going on. "Morning. I'll be down in a second."

Whoever was out there was persistent. Even hearing that warning, they were still coming in...

The Helltaker didn't think he could count on Zdrada to stop slutting it up for two seconds while he drove the other off. It was too early in the morning for this kind of puzzle-solving!