The one demon that's blind, thankfully

The Helltaker struggled to get his bed-partner under control as the door swung suddenly open and the demon strolled inside, confidently swinging her fists to either side. "Sorry, bud! I'm blind. Couldn't hear a word you said," Justice greeted him teasingly, standing with her her shoulder leaned against his dresser in the center of the room.

Recognizing that as a joke, the Helltaker just grumbled and kept quiet. If Justice was capable of seeing the scene in front of her, she might not necessarily discern that Zdrada was under the covers, persistently trying to suck him off, but she'd know something was going on. As the Helltaker grasped both hands to Zdrada's horns, attempted to push her back, then immediately found her lips slobbering their way back up his cock, the image on the outside was very much the Helltaker furiously pumping his junk with both hands.

"Everything alright, mi amigo?"

"Oh, yeah. Yeah, I'm good."

"Cause you know... If you've got morning wood, there's a house full of girls who'd help you take care of that," Justice teased. "Kinda insulting if you're up here whacking it off by yourself! But I don't judge. Not any more, anyways," she joked, pushing her sunglasses up with two fingers as she somehow made her way to the window and looked out, despite being blind. "Anyway, I'm just messin' with you. And informing you! Letting you know that we're all hungry and that a good 60-75% of the reason we're all up here is pancakes. So if you don't want us to go start terrorizing humankind and shaking them down for breakfast foods, you gotta get down into that kitchen!"

"Yep. In just a minute."

The Helltaker's speech was even more terse than usual, as a means of hiding the grunts building in his voice. Beneath the covers, Zdrada, fully gobbling his cock, was getting closer and closer to getting the breakfast she'd asked for earlier. There was only so long he could hold it in against the Bitch Demon's supreme blowjob technique. The feeling of her hot body, skimpily clad in just a slutty thong and tight tank-top, grappling his legs as he attempted to kick her off just made it worse-- or better, depending on how honest he was being with himself. If she could indeed hear, the mattress-squeaking, slobbering noises of the sideways-oriented blowjob would certainly be tipping her off.

"You know I'm not like... nose-blind, right? I've actually been smelling smokey bitch-stank since before I stepped through the door!" Justice chuckled, crossing both hands behind the back of her head and grinning in his direction.

"... Don't tell the others," the Helltaker growled, feeling himself leaking slightly into Zdrada's throat as she chuckled around the gag of his cock.

"I'm your bro, bro! My lips are sealed. But I'd take a shower before you go down, or else, everybody's gonna smell the Zdrada on you," the blind demon finished, before quickly exiting the room. It seemed like he was going to need privacy for this next part. "A fast shower!" Justice added, as she continued towards the steps.

There was no reason to hold back any longer; the Helltaker gripped both hands hard around Zdrada's stubby horns, then began to blast cum down her throat; the depth of the blowjob and the amount could easily cause her to start choking, if she wasn't a seasoned blow-job pro. As the cover fell away from the demon's body, the Helltaker saw her red eyes smiling up at him as her lips puckered over his cock like a vacuum, eagerly but patiently sucking out his sperm. Once he finally emerged from the cavern of her mouth, she opened up her lips in a wide smile, showing her sharp fangs and tongue, each coated with generous globs of his spunk. She held that face until the Helltaker acknowledged it with a begrudging grunt, now wiping sweat from his forehead during the break.

With the go-ahead issued, she began to smack it in her mouth like gum, then spoke around it in defiance of manners. "Dang, you were backed up! Are you really not fucking anybody in the house?" the demon questioned. "This is premium stuff~"

"... It's hard to pick," the Helltaker admitted.

"Then I'll make it nice and easy for you! Sometimes, you need somebody to make decisions for you, or else, you just stand there thinking like a dumbass. That's what turns people into turn-based strategy gamers like my sister." With a loud, noisy series of gulps, she pulled all the stuff in, then gave a loud, satisfied "aaah." "Yeah, I can see this doing wonders for that 'oral fixation' we talked about last night. Next up is a nice shower. We could both use one... Right?" She wrapped her tail around his leg while looking up into his eyes and grinning broadly, tracing the length of his cock with one finger. She was eager to see if she'd get a round two out of him. Leave it to the Bitch Demon to take it all without giving anyone else a chance.

The Helltaker reached around for his shades by his bedside table, feeling groggy. Zdrada was being even more needy than usual today... He wondered if she was going to stay glued to him all day.