A God’s Eternal Plan (7)

He understood what she meant. Again, he tried to put up a brave front but both Elm and the Demon God probably already noticed how hard his nude body was shaking. He felt humiliated beyond belief and even considered biting his own tongue but he was much too of a coward to do something like that.

So instead, he could only whisper to Elm, "Please forgive me." He averted his eyes away from the baleful, trembling eyes of his sister that begged him not to do it. In another future, in a perfect world, he never had to do this as Elm had already killed the Demon God and they lived their happily, ever after.

But this was not such a perfect world. And, he had lived that future but the Demon God had ripped him right out of it. No, if he wanted his sister to survive, he needed to sacrifice himself.

That was his duty as the older brother, after all. He kneeled slowly, still covering his body in shame, giving one last, apologetic glance to Elm before giving his full focus to the raging hard-on of the Demon God.

"Part your lips," She ordered sternly. "Do it."

Willow obeyed unfortunately, gripping the dirt of the ground before opening his mouth as the Demon God slid in with a breathless moan. It didn't take long for her hands to rest on the top of his head like it was the most natural thing to do. Even with her blindfold, Elm could already see the absolute look of satisfaction on her eyes as she had officially been cucked.

Elm channeled enough prana into her body that she was visibly shaking even in this time-frozen world. Just a couple minutes more and she would be able to break free, lunging forward to cut off the Demon God's head before plundering Willow for herself, ensuring that no one would be able to devour his virginity before her.

But, in the meantime, she could only watch.

The cold touch of the Demon God's hands were a stark contrast to the bubbling heat meandering down his neck. She was big, very, very big to the point that Willow would think it impossible to take all of her, if he didn't know what the constitution of the Maiden stood for. Quite easily, his jaws loosened, allowing himself to take half of her demonic cock down his throat, earning him a quick jerk of the hips by the Demon God.

"Yes," The Demon God moaned. "This is exactly how I remember. It appears that I'm not wrong, after all." She looked down to see his sloppy but still beautiful face as nostalgia sparked through her head. "You do carry her soul."

"But. . ," A smirk appeared on her face. Her hands tightened around his hair, pulling him back enough that only the crown of her cock was in his lips and held him there to appreciate the dazed, stupefied look he had on. "You can do better." Staring deep into the rageful eyes of Elm, the Demon God proceeded to yank Willow deep down her cock, enough that his nose was in line with her pubes. She deeply enjoyed the sudden spike in trembling from the Celestial Hero.

Willow tried his damndest not to panic, breathing in through his nose and telling himself that deep-throating the Demon God's impossible large cock was nothing. Granted, it was pretty hard not to calm down and gather his thoughts when she was fucking his face like an ona-hole.

"Just as soft," She started to become rougher with him. "Just as tight."

In a while, the Demon God had become so rough that Willow literally had to stabilize himself so that he didn't fall, by wrapping his hands around her huge ass, which unfortunately only served to bring her more pleasure. Time may be frozen but if you managed to venture into the area, you would be able to hear the clear 'GLURCK' and 'SCHLURP' lewd sounds.

Willow simply allowed her to do whatever she wanted, passively.

"Finally, you submit!" The Demon God roars between grunts. She swiveled her hips in a circle, watching in delight at how his cheeks bulged out from her cock. "Tell me, my little flower, do you love me?"

Willow didn't say anything. All he could give her was tears he thought had already dried up. The Demon God shook her head. "Unfortunate." Right before Willow's eyes, her arm sizzled and bubbled before a black mucus morphed her hands into a diamond sharp, black hand-sword, aiming at the time-frozen Elm.

Willow didn't need her to tell him what she planned on doing with that. So instead, he got more enthusiastic with his blowjob, literally fucking himself in the face with her cock, spittting it out before slobbering over her balls like a common whore. His embarrassment was nothing if it meant his sister would survive.

It looked like he did a good job since the Demon God's hand returned to normal as she used it to grab his long hair, bundling it all in her grasp above him like a bun. "Look at me." She demanded of him, taking off her blindfold and he obeyed.

Blue eyes looked into the most entrancing, shiny red orbs. Willow had seen the Demon God's non-blindfolded face in game multiple times but they couldn't compare to the real thing.

"Worship me," The Demon God said. "Love me."

Suddenly, Willow's head was mush. Nothing mattered anymore, other than satisfying his love and goddess of evil. A pink cloud was all there was in his mind. He needed to worship the Demon God, he needed to love Nyx. He couldn't even bear to break eye-contact with her as she looked down on him, watching how his tongue worked over her slit, how his lips kissed each throbbing vein on her cock — how he looked like a whore right in front of his sister.

Right now, there was just him and his goddess. Nothing more, nothing less.

"Yesss," She moaned when he licked her from the bottom of her balls to the tip of her cock. She patted his head almost appreciatively. Willow started to moan through the face-fucking. Why was he enjoying this? His brain was lighting up with a million sensations and confusing thoughts buffeting against each other, and it didn't make sense but he didn't care.

"My little slave," she called his dirty, little nickname, one hand travelling to her breast, eagerly playing with her nipples. Willow didn't know why but being called a slave scratched an itch he didn't know he had. For minutes the only sound was a sweaty, lustful slap of lips on crotch, her hips butting his nose as he was forced to receive a face-fucking that was one of the most degrading, and yet exciting experiences of his life.

When she slowed down, crawling to a stop, and retracted her dick from his mouth, a sheen of sweat now lay across her chest, nipples so hard they looked like they could drill through walls. Her cock looked like a swamp monster, covered in goo.

There was only one thought running through his muddled mind. 'Why did she stop?' His dick was aching, as he looked at the Demon God with a quizzical look on his face. Had he done something wrong?

But instead, he only received her eyes lighting up in a low, dark red gleam. She was so gorgeous, a dangerous beauty that seduced you to your death. Funny thing was, people would gladly kill themselves just to earn her attention.

The Demon God was thinking the same thing when she saw the fucked-silly, sweaty look on Willow's face. Oh, he may be a virgin in this body but the Maiden, her lover's, skill was certainly ingrained into him. Who else would manage to make her orgasm with just a simple oral-fuck?

But she couldn't orgasm this quickly. "Do you want it?" She stroked her cock, watching as his eyes traveled down to her crotch. "It's right there." She pulled her hips back just as he was about to suck her off again. "Ah-ah. Offer yourself to me first."

Willow bit his lips. He wanted to do it, he should have done as she asked with the way his mind was right now, but even in this state, something screamed at him to ignore her. His mind and heart settled for a compromise.

Her cock was dripping warm seed onto his forehead. He lowered his eyes and begged, "Please give it to me." Shame spread through his heart but his mind was happy.

The Demon God licked her lips, waving her cock above his face. "Very well." She returned her cock to him as he let out the deepest, most soulful belly moan he could muster, sated.

"He's so good with his tongue," she teased towards the Celestial Hero as her brother kneeled before her, making love to her thick Demon meat with his lips. "Soon he'll have my cock inside him." Then, she completely proceeded to ignore the Celestial Hero as her hands were at the back of his head, fiddling with something before latching onto his hair and finally. . .pushed.

It was as if a wooden log had been forced into Willow's throat as she roared in satisfaction. His lips clamped down on her cock, drool everywhere on his face as she began to work her pulsing erection into him, from up to down, east to west. She was conquering his mouth, making sure to explore every little secret, every little hidespot.

Willow could only moan around her cock. It was amazing how he didn't even feel the slightest discomfort at having his jaws stretched to its limit but there was no denying the glorious feeling of meat between his lips, his cock bobbing in the air, gasping for release as he began to administer hard suction to the taut ligaments and muscle fibers filling his face.

She began to shift her hips again, but this time Willow was working with her, and the sounds became infinitely more slutty as he was able to cajole the cock around in his mouth, make love to it, enjoy the texture, the weight of it.

Oh the weight of it.

The smell of it.

He breathed in deeply through his nose, getting a good hard whiff of her crotch which was a mix of her erogenous musk, sweet and tangy seed.

He gargled her cock-head in his throat as he felt two heavy round flesh-bags begin to thump against his chin, looking down in shock at her testicles, still the biggest he had ever seen in real life, rebounding off his jaw.

He was deepthroating her now, and Willow couldn't help mindlessly pumping his hips in the air, untended cock desperate for release as he heard the Demon God begin to utter long cries of an impending climax, mixing with the spluttering, choking whore noises being made in his mouth as she stirred the whore cocktail of sperm, spit and sweat in his throat.

Grant ran his tongue along the side of her shaft, caressing it, needing it to release its seed into his belly, and a heavy jerk of her organ made his lungs close off as he realized it was about to happen, her breathing becoming ragged, hip movements jerky and imprecise.

Then, it happened. "FUCK!" The Demon God threw her head back and bellowed like a goddess as her thighs tightened to his cheeks. There was no escaping it now.

A wave of bitterness and heat exploded in his mouth, filling it up in seconds, and Willow squealed, beginning to swallow like his life depended on it, lips clamped to a fire hydrant filled with jizz as she flooded his stomach.

Her cock pulsed, over and over, and still more heaving ejaculate was pumped from seemingly limitless testicles, which pulsed like breathing organisms, forcing their loads down Grant's overworked throat as his eyes bugged out. The Demon God was so lost to her arousal that she was cross-eyed, gurning into the ceiling as she poured her slimy ejaculate into his belly, reveling in his taking of her effluence.

It didn't stop for nearly a minute, the figures sealed together, groin to face, contracting and expanding like an octopus releasing ink into the water around it, juddering in a tangle of sweaty limbs. The figure below was going red in the face from lack of oxygen, and when the river began to wain, he gratefully heaved air through his nose into his lungs.

When the Demon God's balls had finally emptied into Willow, the last tangy spurt hitting his tongue, she spoke between shaky breaths. "How exhilarating to take what's mine again."

Willow couldn't think. As she reluctantly pulled her cock from the insides of his throat, sliding out his lips, all Willow could feel was how exhausted he was. A healthy dose of sperm and saliva ran down his chin to which the Demon God noticed.

"A little more practice and you'll be as good as her," The Demon God said, noticing how her lover was dozing off already. "For now, sleep." She carried him into a bridal carry and poked his forehead as a runic symbol gleamed, making him fall limp in her arms.