Halfway between a chuckle, Caera rolled over, head falling off David’s leg as she squashed Laria underneath her. With how busty the little gremla was, that was a lot of boob pressed to boob.
“Daoka thinks it’s important you have sex,” the tiger said, looking up from her wriggling, pinned prey to David.
“That’s not what she said,” Jes said, groaning and flicking her lover in the forehead. “She said David should keep exploring his powers. She just not-so-subtly implied that involved his sex aura.”
“Sex!” Laria said, only her head visible underneath Caera’s neck, the rest of her hidden underneath the huge tiger’s body.
Caera shifted up, and the little lady squealed as her face disappeared under Caera’s breasts. The other little ladies laughed up a storm, and Latia and Laara climbed onto her back.
Lasca, on the other hand, continued to snuggle into David’s chest, and she purred into him as she hooked her legs around his waist.
“Daoka smart,” she said.
“Daoka,” Jes said, “is going to tear open her insides if she so much as bends the wrong way. She’s not having any sex!”
Dao sighed and eyeless-ly rolled her eyes, before gesturing to the Las.
“Sex!” Latia and Laara said, and they climbed off Caera before kneeling beside her and putting their hands together like they were praying. “Please?”
Caera raised her good eyebrow. “Why’re you asking me?”
“Dao says you and David are close,” Lasca said, and she leaned back on David’s lap, hooked her arms on his shoulders, and dangled her head behind her upside down, face aimed at Jes, Dao, and Acelina. “Right? David’s owner says so.”
David blinked at Dao, and the riiva waved her fingers at him, complete with a knowing grin.
Caera chuckled at the two little ladies praying to her, stood up on her four legs so Laria didn’t suffocate, and pushed the gremla aside before she sat beside David, classic upright cat sitting pose. She didn’t say anything, though. The mischievous smile she gave David said everything.
How the fuck did romance work with demons? Was he in a romantic relationship with Caera? He had no idea. But, he did know Caera was smiling, smiling in a way she hadn’t since… ever? And that alone had him smiling, too.
“I think,” Caera said at last, and she picked Lasca off David’s lap, earning some giggling squeals from her, “that David and mine’s relationship is none of your business.”
Dao laughed, high-pitched clicks and chirps, and she whined and groaned again as she held her stomach.
Jes growled at her lover. “If you get yourself killed because you can’t hold the fuck still, who am I going to get revenge on for you dying?” After a few more clicks, Jes sighed and gestured to David. “She insists you should be having sex. It’ll be good for you.”
Good for him? He eyed Daoka, and her soft, gentle, unending smile was relentless and all-knowing. She’d been watching him.
He sighed, but before he could say anything, Laria, no longer crushed under the tiger, dashed around her friends on all fours like a rabbit, jumped between David’s legs, got on her knees, and squashed her chest into his like Lasca before. After a few playful titters, her smile turned mischievous, like Caera’s, and she took his hands and set them on her hips. The shortest of the Las, and the bustiest, she squashed her huge breasts into his abs, and hugged him snug so he felt them grow softer by the second.
“David is special,” she said, and she purred as she rubbed her forehead and horns into his chest. “Magical.”
“I uh… I mean, that’s true, but–”
“Magic cock,” Latia said, and she came around and sat beside him, opposite of Caera. “Very strange. Must investigate! Maybe more sex powers?”
More sex powers. An aura that had everyone boiling with arousal, an absolutely massive dick that could change size, and the ability to orgasm a dozen times or more? It was hard to imagine what other sorts of sex powers he might unlock. But then again, he’d literally controlled the shape of Hell not long ago, so as much as he struggled to believe it, there was a distinct possibility that Latia was onto something.
Latia straddled his leg, wiggled her butt as she set it on his thigh, and leaned in beside Laria until the two mini-winged-satyrs were squashed, side to side. Both had grown much redder, and their cheeks glowed as they beamed up at him with big, kinda crazy kinda scary, but very cute eyes.
“I mean… maybe I do?” He gulped as he looked up at Caera, expecting to see the tiger either looking at him like she was going to fuck him, or hurt him for letting the two Las rub their softening bodies all over him. But instead, she sat down proper, legs out in front of her like David, and body close enough her side nudged against his. With Laria and Latia rubbing against David, that left the two impas Lasca and Laara free for Caera, and she grabbed them and squeezed them to her body, earning more giggles.
Two little ladies rubbing against David was one thing. Two getting scooped up by a giant tiger woman twice their height, so eight times their size, was an entirely different display. She put Laara between her curvy, hard thighs, and gestured down at her pelvis, while she used her free arm to hold Lasca to her breasts and earn some more giggles from the leader of the Las.
She lifted Lasca up, looked the mini gargoyle up and down, considered, and set her down on David’s free leg, leaving him completely pinned. Lasca cheered, grabbed his arm, and hugged him. With Latia on his left leg, Lasca on his right, and Laria between his thighs, he wasn’t going anywhere.
“You fuck those three,” Caera said, and she grinned down at him, “and I’ll fuck this one.” As if it sounded like a perfectly reasonable arrangement, she reached down, and guided Laara’s head down to her sex.
“What? I–”
“Yay!” Laria squealed with glee and yanked off his leather skirt. And before he could stop her, she got down on her elbows and knees, head-butted his abs for some unknown, mischievous reason, and set her lips on his flaccid penis.
Heavenly warmth engulfed him, wet, inviting, playful, and he sucked in a breath as he looked down at the little critter determined to get him aroused at the speed of light. Imps and grems had big mouths full of very sharp teeth, and he braced for pain, but Laria buried his cock in nothing but a loving, exploring tongue, and kissing lips.