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Come To Daddy	By : TristyandShane Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 470 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This fanfiction was written for fun and not for profit. These settings and characters are owned by Grand Summoners, Good Smile Company.

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During the great invasion of Granadia, due to these countless wars, Duke had been worn down. He wanted to settle down and only fight when summoned, Duke was very much ready to live his life with a younger man. But, solitary life is one that Duke would not want, therefore Duke encouraged a certain mage to keep him company. This certain demon was now taking the path of the Zanketsu, a sword that was given to him by Vox.
Far into the mountains of Granadia where the hollow devil Titan had once laid his territory, a fierce battle took place and Duke came out on top. However, Duke came out wounded. He wasn’t in his best condition, Duke awaited his young company to return from his pilgrimage. Duke laid down a territory of his own; a mountain cabin which Duke now called his home.
This cabin had fenced borders that would keep unwanted intruders of nature away, especially the monsters. Duke slowly crafted and installed this cabin all by himself. With Duke's experience serving Queen Juno, Duke picked up a thorough way of cultivation which helped the big man erect sustainable farmland.
Coming back to the mountain, Berwick set his Zanketsu down onto the table when he walked into the cabin. He was the young company for Duke, and Berwick now lived with him since the day Vox died.
"I'm back from my training," he informed Duke. "I've lost all my magic; I'm ready to...take Vox's place," he shuddered. "Are you proud of me, daddy?"
However, Berwick walked into the bedchamber and found Duke completely wounded. Even though Duke was already treating his open wounds, Berwick still rushed into the bathroom. Berwick gathered a needle and thread, tons of bandages from the bathroom cabinet. Heading back into the bedroom, Berwick stood by Duke's bedside.
"How did you get wounded, Duke?"
"Ah, Berwick; you are back," replied a happy Duke. He stopped what he was doing just to look at Berwick. "I'm fine, and I am always so proud of you whatever you do," added the older demon. “I see you’ve also cut your hair, too. Did you just fancy a new look?”
Berwick nodded in response to Duke.
Greeting his young lover, Duke gestured to the man to come closer. Out of his armour, Duke was topless, and Berwick noticed white chest hair along with a trail of hair from his belly button to his groin. Duke still wore his trousers, however, so his groin was covered up. Bare chest, chiseled with muscles, and covered in battle wounds and sexy post-war scars.
Watching the swordsman-in-training rush around in panic of the demon's wounds, this made Duke laugh in amusement. The man knew how to look after himself, after all.
"Don't look so worried, Berwick; my baby boy," he cackled. “My wounds aren’t that bad anyway,” he was sure.
"Are you not in pain, Duke?" Berwick questioned, blushing. "Would you like me to treat your wounds, daddy?"
Leaning in to look into Duke's indigo eyes, Berwick gave the big man a sweet smile. Taking a bandage in one hand, Berwick wrapped this cloth around Duke's arm, around the bleeding wound that Duke hadn’t treated yet. He tied this bandage with a paperclip.
"Does that feel good, daddy? Look at me treating your wounds," chuckled Berwick.
"I do feel a little pain, my dear Berwick. But the pain isn’t all that bad," noted Duke as the daddy figure enjoyed the touch of Berwick’s first aid. "I do know what you could do to make your daddy feel tons better, though," Duke phrased whilst unbuttoning his trousers and briefs.
With a wet cloth, Berwick was too busy caring for Duke by cleaning his wounds before dressing them. He dabbed the cloth on the bleeding wounds, freshening them up for Duke.
"You must feel so much agony," mused Berwick. "How come I never get wounded in battle? I'm always so careful," he mentioned with a chuckle. “Even when Vox was still with us; he would get wounded almost every other night after battle,” mentioned Berwick before he let out a little huff. “I miss Vox.”
Looking down at Duke's trousers, Berwick gulped at what he was seeing. Duke was unbuttoning those briefs.
"Um...are you sure you can handle me pleasuring you? I don't want to hurt you even more," stated a worrisome Berwick.
"These wounds are minor, Berwick; now get started, boy,” demanded Duke. "Do not disappoint me, Berwick," added Duke as the older demon gazed at Berwick.
Using his unmatchable strength, Duke pulled Berwick close towards himself by his short black locks. Berwick watched as Duke’s big cock shot out of his trousers, as the demon’s cock was happy to see Berwick. “Make your daddy proud.”
Stomping his foot on the ground, Berwick demanded something else from his daddy.
“If you’re so proud of me; I want you to cuddle me,” he demanded. “I want cuddles and kisses from you!”
Within a heartbeat, Berwick sat on the bed with Duke, Berwick now sat next to the older man and swathed an arm around his torso. He wanted to feel close to Duke.
“I know it’s been a rough day so far...but I just wanted to come back to cuddles from my favourite daddy,” uttered Berwick.
Nuzzling his face into Duke’s neck, Berwick smiled. “There’s something I want you to do for me before I pleasure you,” he cooed whilst biting onto his bottom lip. ”I love my daddy but there’s something that daddy needs to give me first.”
Pointing to his lips, Berwick wanted a kiss from Duke. He looked into those indigo eyes, seeing his reflection stare back at him.
Duke was more than happy to deny young Berwick his bratty demands, but Duke was still worn out from battle this morning. Duke gripped those short black locks and pulled Berwick’s head back, only to touch his lips against the lobe of his ear.
"Come now," Duke started in a quiet tone of voice. “What did I tell you about being a brat? A good baby boy would have started sucking by now,” he uttered with a smirk across his rims.
Holding Berwick’s hand, Duke gently pulled Berwick to sit on his lap. His knees straddling Duke’s lap, Duke placed his big hands onto those buttocks whilst Duke’s fat cock brushed against Berwick’s butt. It was a pity that Berwick still wore his trousers.
Grabbing the boy's jawline with a big strong hand cushioned with muscles, Duke did his daddy duty and kissed his little boy on the lips..
"Don't be so bratty; now start sucking," Duke ordered. Duke held onto Berwiick’s hips as he gently gestured the boy to kneel down before him now, thus coming off his lap. Berwick now kneeled on the floor, looking up at Duke with his crimson eyes.
Pouting his lips, Berwick looked up at Duke with puppy eyes. He was hinting at something else other than daddy’s cock, Berwick wanted something more. Leaning inward, Berwick planted a kiss onto the mushroom tip of Duke’s cock. And then that was it, only a kiss on his cock.
“I want cuddles - I’m not a sucking bitch,” he growled at the bigger male. Feeling scared of what Duke’s reaction may be, Berwick quickly changed his ways and a blush dusted his features in the process. “I mean...forget that, I love your cock. I just want to cuddle more,” he mumbled.
Rising to his feet, Berwick planted a kiss onto Duke’s lips. Going onto his lap again, Berwick straddled Duke’s legs as he merged his lips with his daddy’s. Draping his arms around Duke’s collar, Berwick cuddled the bigger man closely.
“Like this, daddy! I missed you so much when I was in training,” he mentioned.
Grrrr! Duke was tired of Berwick's bratty attitude and refusing to do as daddy says. Seeing as Berwick was straddled upon Duke’s lap again, Duke took it upon himself to teach the young demon a lesson. Tearing Berwick's trousers and briefs asunder, Duke's cock entered the young demon's tight, dry anus. Duke grunted as he pushed Berwick up and then down on his meaty cock.
"You will learn, Berwick," Duke stated demeaningly. “As your precious trousers are now ripped.”
Mouth wide open, Berwick squealed at the big cock in his butt. He glanced over his shoulder and realised the male had torn his black trousers and even his underwear, just to expose his backside. Those were Vox’s trousers, too. Berwick blushed vividly, and there was a grin widening along his lips. Spitting on his hand, Berwick reached around his back and smeared his spit onto his butthole to make it wet.
“How is it punishment when I enjoy it?” Berwick questioned cheekily.
Bouncing up and then down on the older demon’s monster cock, Berwick’s moans were on repeat. He looked up to the ceiling and let out a loud, satisfying moan when Duke’s penis rubbed his swelling prostate. Building up a sweat, Berwick could feel droplets of sweat running down his forehead already.
“What’s that sensation I feel? There’s something in my butt that feels so good,” mentioned Berwick. “Hit it again!”
With the groin of his trousers still intact, Berwick could feel an uncomfortable wetness on the front of his boxers. Cum was beginning to drool from the slick slit of his penis, despite it being only pre-cum; Berwick felt kind of icky down there.
For hell's sake, Duke had been listening to Berwick's bratty attitude from his first word through the door of the log cabin. Using the irritations, Duke kept on impaling the young demon’s prostate. Duke reached around and grabbed Berwick's hardening wet crotch, later smushing Berwick’s penis and balls into the palm of his great large hand. This caused Berwick to squeal.
"How's that, my baby boy? Maybe your balls will crush by my hand."
Licking up the spine of Berwick’s pointy ear, Duke enjoyed Berwick’s sweaty taste. Salty and full of flavour, Duke hummed behind the licking.
Feeling most of the sweat build up between his arse crack, Berwick’s eyes rolled into the back of his head at the feel of Duke crushing his leaking willy and testicles. Berwick gripped a fistful of Duke’s white hair and pulled it back when Duke’s big hand squeezed his groin.
“My cock - it’s gonna burst,” Berwick whinged with his eyes squeezed shut. Tears formed in his eyes at the feel of his crushing balls, a few tears started to roll down his cheeks in the process.
With the pressure of Duke’s hand on his balls, as well as Duke’s dick hitting at his prostate over and over. Berwick couldn’t hold it in anymore! The lad screamed so loud that other towns could hear. Sweat was building up everywhere, beneath his armpits; down his back; in between the slit of his arse, and not to mention his fringe appeared stuck to his forehead.
Burying his face in Duke’s shoulder, Berwick cried with satisfaction.
“I’ll suck your cock after this - I promise, daddy,” replied an apologetic Berwick. “I’ll clean your cock with my mouth.”
Pleased to hear those words from the quivering mess that was the young demon Berwick, Duke smiled. "You will be rewarded for your decision, baby boy," he stated. Duke emphasised greatly with a pant of hot breath.
Duke removed Berwick from his cock, soon having a feel of Berwick’s gaped anus. Duke’s smile widened into a grin, finding that he left Berwick’s anus in a creampie.
Tugging Berwick’s cock with his mighty hand, Duke squeezed the cum from his cock and flung some white spunk across Berwick's face.
"Now lick my hand clean before my cock and taste yourself on me," an enamoured Duke stated fervently.
Licking Duke's hand, Berwick cleaned his butt juices from Duke's fingers and palm. His hand tasted of sweat and salt...the usual.
"I love you, daddy," remarked Berwick as he looked up at Duke's face.
Face in his crotch, bum up in the air, Berwick licked the upside of Duke's cock first. Grimacing at first, Berwick tasted the bitterness of his butt in more flavour now. It tasted dry, and tasted of what he had eaten in the morning. Hugging his lips around the big cock, Berwick began to bob down and then up. Lapping up the gunk and discharge from his butt, Berwick took in every inch of Duke's cock. Berwick's nose was now poking in Duke's white pubic hair.
"Mmmmh," he hummed behind the dick.
Pulling Duke's cock out of his mouth, Berwick looked up at his daddy.
"Did you enjoy that, daddy?" Berwick questioned, smirking.
"I very much enjoyed your service,” he remarked. “Now quickly finish; I'm nearly done with your mouth," Duke noted vicariously as Duke laid down.
Now laying down on the bed, Duke wanted something more with Berwick.
"Come lay on top of me, my baby boy. I shall clean your cock while you finish me off," Duke stated with orderly intent.
Slipping down his torn trousers and boxers, Berwick climbed over a laying Duke. His own willy in Duke's face, Berwick's lips were hugging Duke's cock yet again. This time, the two males were in a sixty-nine position. Berwick sucked the thick meat, his tongue teasing the veiny flesh in the process. Berwick wiggled his hips in front of Duke's view, having his willy hit Duke's nose.
"Mmmh~ suck me, daddy," groaned Berwick shortly before he went back to sucking Duke's cock.
Wrapping his lips around Berwick’s little dick, Duke's lips massaged the cock as he suckled Berwick’s dick tightly. Duke convulsed, spurting his cum deep into Berwick's throat which just so happened to seep through the young demon’s nostrils.
Having a cock in his mouth whilst his own was being pleasured, this caused sperm to drool from Berwick’s nostrils. Berwick's penis was leaking with precum, albeit Duke's mouth drove him to his own climax.
"Mmmmh~ daddy, you're making a mess," groaned Berwick.
Crawling off Duke's laying body, Berwick wiggled his butt in Duke's view. Face down on the bed, butt still in the air; Berwick was on all fours. This signaled Duke that Berwick was in the mood for more than just a quick fuck.
"Feed me more cum!" Berwick demanded, his face in the duvet. "I want more!"
Looking at Berwick’s submissive form, Duke could not disagree with Berwick's enthusiasm for round two. The larger man towered behind Berwick’s bent-over form, as Duke’s cock slipped inside and plowed into Berwick's anus once more. The big daddy placed his hands on Berwick's scalp, gripping hold of dark hair while daddy's other hand held the young demon's throat. Pushing his thumb into Berwick’s windpipe, Duke forced Berwick to hold his breath as Duke plowed into his gaped butt. Duke's cock began to spill seed within Berwick’s anus, as he roughed up the young demon boy with a spanking.
"You better not cum without my say so," demanded Duke.
Wheezing, Berwick whimpered at the feel of his aching penis. He needed to cum, but Duke's words prevented him from releasing. Berwick struggled not to cum, and he even struggled to breathe. Eyes rolling into the back of his head yet again, Berwick choked with Duke's rough hand on his throat.
"Mmmmh~ d...daddy," whimpered Berwick.
Tears rolling down his ashen cheeks, face turning pale, Berwick endured the choking and the cum denial.
Moving forth and back whilst Duke pounded over and over, Berwick's tiny willy flapped around with the thrusts. Berwick's buttocks bounced when hit, his legs started to ache.
"D-daddy," he drooled.
Releasing his big hand from Berwick’s throat, Duke allowed the young demon boy to breathe. However, Duke still used Berwick’s throat as a handlebar while he pounded. He loved hearing his baby boy choke, especially since Berwick loved it in return.
"You may cum for me now," teased Duke as he yanked his cock out from Berwick's whimpering hole.
Duke flipped the young demon boy onto his back, with a hand moving up his shirt to pinch Berwick's nipple. Teasing nipples with one hand while he masterfully teased the cum out of Berwick's cock with the other.
“Such a beautiful boy you are,” remarked Duke.
Fingernails digging into the bedsheets, Berwick let out a shrill scream at Duke pinching his sensitive nipples. The boy was blushing a deep reddish hue, he glanced at Duke's pinching fingers underneath his shirt and this caused Berwick to squeal.
Bursting cum all over Duke's face and torso, Berwick laughed when he saw Duke's face covered in white hot spunk.
"Oops...I’m sorry," giggled Berwick.
Kicking his legs back, Berwick exposed his gaped anus in Duke's view. His red gloved hands spread his buttocks, exposing his hole greatly. It was filled with cum, but that never stopped Berwick.
"I want more, NOW!" Berwick demanded. "Give me more cock, daddy!"
"No more for you, naughty boy," Duke incentivised. "You just gave yourself another punishment, my bratty little demon. When will you learn not to be so bratty?" Duke added, shaking his head.
Opening up a nearby desk drawer, Duke pulled out two toys for Berwick. Showing Berwick the butt-plug, Duke went on to explain. "This will keep you filled and open, but you won’t get anything from it - no pounding and no prostate play," Duke mentioned in a sexually explicit manner.
This butt-plug was big and black, as thick as a can.
"It doesn't end there, my bratty demon," Duke enlisted with a grin, showing Berwick the second toy slowly. "You know what this is, don't you?"
“Is it the cock cage you gave me before?” Berwick questioned, looking up at Duke. His blush was still stuck to his cheeks, Berwick whimpered some when Duke plugged his anus with this awfully big toy. “Will you still be here with me, daddy?”
Berwick still had his legs kicked back and he was waiting for more from his daddy. Even though this plug in his butt would leave him with no action, Berwick still had a leaky cock. Berwick wanted Duke so bad.
“I don’t want any more sex,” gulped Berwick. “I just wanna cuddle up with you, daddy.”
“It’s too late for that now, my baby boy. You shouldn’t have been bratty, hmm?”
With a pair of handcuffs, Duke cuffed Berwick’s hands together. Along with that, Duke stuffed Berwick’s mouth with his torn boxers, still stained with cum. Duke kept the boy with his legs under his arms, his hands cuffed, and mouth stuffed. Berwick had a butt-plug wedged in his rectum, while a second device caged his poor cock. Berwick laid on the bed, completely motionless.
“I’m heading out for a little while,” stated Duke. “I want you in the shower with me when I get back, though,” the larger man winked. “I’ll massage those weak little legs of yours when I get back, too.”
Before Duke left the bedroom and cabin, he planted a sweet kiss onto Berwick’s forehead. He left his baby boy in a motionless state, gagged and bound, and he would release him later on in the day.

“What the heck?” Berwick thought.
Lonely and exposed to all the elements around him. It was only the ghosts watching Berwick right now, nobody else with him. Berwick stared at the ceiling of the bedroom, and then he tried to look at the window behind him. Berwick wanted to see if Duke was on his way back already. How long can Berwick stay in such a position? He didn’t know.
Being bound in place on the bed, Berwick felt a terrible cramp in his legs and lower back. The boy wheezed in pain, unable to move. His butt was in the air and it felt dry as hell. His lips were chapped due to the boxers in his mouth, and his eyes watered with the pressure. However, when the door opened again, Berwick snapped his eyes open. It had been a whole hour since Duke left.
“Mmmmh~ Mmmmh~” Berwick wheezed behind the boxers in his mouth.
He was excited to see Duke again, despite not being able to talk at the moment. Berwick whimpered and wheezed. He hoped that Duke didn’t forget about him!
“Is that my little Berwick I hear?” Duke questioned, appearing at the doorway of the bedroom. He thought for a moment as he gazed over the poor boy’s motionless form. “Hmm, should I release you now or not? I think I might want to watch you squirm even more,” he chuckled softly in amusement. “I’m kidding, of course.”
Approaching a laying Berwick, Duke removed the handcuffs from his wrists first. He pulled out the boxers from his mouth, along with the plug in his butt.
“Are you okay, Berwick?” Duke asked.
Nodding in response to Duke’s question, Berwick chuckled and gave the bigger male a beam. The first thing Berwick did was stretch out his legs, feeling those aches and pains unfold.
“Where in Granadia did you go?” Berwick questioned.
“I think I prefer you with a gag in your mouth,” answered Duke with a smile.
Not bothering to respond to Duke, Berwick wanted to be a good boy from now on.
Picking Berwick up into his muscular arms, Duke planted a kiss onto Berwick’s dry lips. The younger male draped his arms around Duke’s neck, keeping him close.
“Well, is it time for a shower, huh?”
“Yes, daddy,” replied an excited Berwick. He really needed a shower, too!
Turning the shower on, Duke pulled Berwick towards his warm body. Before Duke went any further, Berwick smacked Duke’s hand out the way and then leaned in to kiss Duke’s lips. Parting his lips, Berwick noticed Duke beginning to speak but Duke didn’t bother, the bigger man simply smiled at Berwick.
“You must feel really tired after your punishment - I’m surprised you’re able to stand,” laughed Duke.
Beginning to unbutton Berwick’s shirt, Duke stripped off Berwick’s top half to finally expose his bare torso. Throughout this whole story, Berwick had his shirt and cape still on.
Duke guided Berwick under the shower with him, and brushed the younger demon's black hair backward.
"Let's get you nice and clean, shall we?" Duke winked.
Lathering up the younger male with soap, Duke massaged the boy's body. Taking care of his baby boy with the utmost care, Duke's large hands were soft yet rough on Berwick’s bare body.
Feeling butterflies in his tummy, Berwick gave Duke a big hug as soon as they were in the shower together. His head was buried in Duke’s shoulder, as he hugged the muscular man close.
“So, where did you really go?” Berwick questioned.
The baby demon couldn’t keep his eyes off Duke, he was so in love with his daddy. He looked up at Duke with those puppy eyes and a big smile on his face. With a finger, Berwick started to playfully outline nothing more than just a bunch of scribbles on Duke’s shoulder. His smile turned into a smirk, and in the process, he coiled a leg around Duke’s waist.
"I needed to take care of something, my baby boy.”
Under the shower rain, Duke's white hair was wet and running down his shoulders. Tracing down Berwick's back, Duke reached the young demon's bubbly butt and began to tease circles on his soft buttock. Erect and strong, Duke's penis gravitated and poked the younger boy’s gaped hole.
"Let's make love again, Berwick," Duke incentivised as he stroked Berwick’s face with a kiss on the boy's forehead.
“Can’t we just cuddle for a bit?” Berwick huffed.
Stepping away from Duke for a moment, Berwick folded his arms over his chest. He pouted, looking up at Duke with fire in his eyes. Berwick growled, wanting a time of cuddles with Duke.
“You have to massage my legs before I even let you lay a finger on me,” stated Berwick. “My legs still ache!”
Turning his back to Duke, Berwick grabbed the soap and started to soap up his toned torso. Looking over his shoulder at Duke, Berwick still glared at the bigger male.
Lunging towards the young male, Duke encased Berwick's entire frame and held Berwick close. Duke hugged the boy from behind, feeling his back pressed against his chest. He pushed the younger demon against the shower wall, now looking over Berwick’s shoulder to look at his face.
"Fine,” smiled Duke. “Whatever you wish, Queen Berwick,” he joked with the title. Berwick acted like a queen right now.
Kneeling down, Duke began to knead his hands into Berwick’s aching thigh. He looked up at Berwick’s face, watching the younger male wash his arms. It was probably fun for Berwick to boss the big man around. Deeply caressing Berwick’s thigh and hamstrings was an entirely new thing for Duke.
"Next time, don't be bratty when you ask for something from your daddy. I make the rules here, remember. I built this place and allowed your bratty ass to stay here."
Turning his body to face Duke, Berwick watched the bigger man massage his legs. He bit onto his bottom lip when he felt those fingers deeply caress his aching muscles. During the time Berwick washed his arms with soap, he accidentally dropped some soap onto Duke’s face. Did he notice? Nope!
“That’s it, massage my legs,” ordered Berwick. The younger demon stretched out his leg and wriggled his toes. “Don’t forget the ankles, daddy.”
"You don’t need to worry, my little brat," Duke stated whilst the daddy made his way towards Berwick's slender ankles.
The little demon's skin was smooth irresistibly, which led Duke to lick Berwick's thigh and leg. Duke had thoroughly massaged his baby boy’s thighs and attempted the ankles, so Duke ascended behind Berwick and kissed the younger male’s neck.
"How’s that? You need to be good to receive such rewards in the future," Duke noted while the daddy's erect cock pressed firmly against Berwick's backside.
“...I want nothing more than to please my daddy,” he smirked as he glanced over his shoulder.
“Now that’s the right attitude,” remarked Duke.
When slipping inside the younger male’s anus, one hand reached round to the demon’s stomach firmly while an arm went across Berwick’s throat. Duke had his hand placed upon Berwick’s toned chest. Duke began to slowly penetrate Berwick’s butt with long deep strokes.
"Let's cum together, my baby boy," elated Duke.
Gripping onto the shower rail to keep his balance stable, Berwick took Duke’s penis into his butt yet again. He hung his head, feeling the warm shower water rain over him while Duke pounded into him deeply. The shower water made Berwick’s anus wet and easy for Duke to enter. Berwick could feel the aches in his legs bloom again.
Feeling Duke’s strong hand move up from his chest and then grip onto one of his horns. Duke pulled Berwick’s head back while his crotch continuously smacked into his butt. All Berwick could hear was a clapping sound fill the atmosphere, along with Duke’s panting.
“Daddy,” Berwick started with a whimper, feeling Duke’s cock brush against his prostate. Berwick could already feel his prostate ache from the first episode. “I-I love you, d-daddy,” he stuttered.
Beginning to drool over the pounding, Berwick smiled as Duke’s penis hit his prostate over and over again. He looked over his shoulder, watching his daddy behind him.
Smiling at Berwick's words of affection, Duke finished inside of Berwick. He then drained Berwick's cum, giving him an empty sack. Berwick’s sperm spurted all over the shower floor, leaving the shower in a white mess.
"It’s time to finish up I think," Duke insisted as he washed the remaining suds from Berwick and himself.
Taking down the showerhead, Duke focused on Berwick’s butt. The shower water rushed over Berwick’s cum-filled anus, giving it a rinse. With the shower water focusing on his butt, Berwick’s crimson eyes rolled into the back of his head yet again. The water was fast, hard-hitting against his anus.
“...My cock is trying to cum but it can’t anymore,” wheezed Berwick. “The water feels too good.”
“Let’s rinse that little cock of yours,” stated Duke. The bigger male guided the showerhead over to Berwick’s front, now allowing the shower water to focus on Berwick’s manhood. “It feels good, doesn’t it?”
“...Mmmhmm,” whimpered Berwick. “But my cock is sore.”
Turning to switch the shower off, Duke whisked his baby boy back into the bedroom as soon as they dried off. The bigger male carried Berwick in his arms, as he soon placed the young demon into silk woven sheets.
Yawning, Berwick rested his head onto the pillow and watched Duke come into bed with him. The smaller male nuzzled up to Duke, feeling his muscular bicep against his cheek. Berwick felt achy all over due to the rough fucking, and he still felt the tingly sensation from the shower.
“Hmm, should we watch a movie or something, daddy? It’s a bit too early for bed, don’t ya think?” Berwick cackled.
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