Chapter 1: Chapter 1
The knock at Andras' door was barely enough to wrest his attention away from the fine Rosarian Red that filled his hands.
"...Come," he barked without changing his gaze or posture.
As the heavy iron door creaked its welcome, Rowan uneasily entered the half-demon's private quarters. Draped in candlelight and the flicker from the corner hearth, the human's footfalls pattered against the crackling pops of the dancing flame. Rowan halted before the hulking oak desk that divided him from his master. Moments passed that fueled his awkward attention.
"Mmm, what is it you want?" Andras grunted pointedly with his head hung low.
Rowan gathered breath, "It's Alexia, master. She's been missing since I returned from my weekly scouting mission. My wife usually greets me in the main hall when the end of week arrives, as she knows I'll be-"
"Fuuuck..." Andras exhaled as he lifted his head to the ceiling above, eyes shut tightly.
The human General stammered a moment before feeling rushed to continue, "I'm sorry, master. I don't mean to interrupt your..." Rowan scanned the desk between them, observing several mountains of documents accompanied by a tall dark bottle and half drank glass of red wine. "...studies, but Bloodmeen Castle is a place quite different from my wife and I's home in Rosaria. As you know, humans are not handled kindly here and I know your influence as Demon Lord can ensure her safety, so-"
"Thaaat's right..." The demon's red face, bathed in the glow of the sizzling fire, seemingly satisfied by his position. Andras dropped his head once again appearing to refocus himself.
"...So, I was hoping you could track her location with your magical amulet you both share," Rowan's voice was shaky with dwindling optimism. He knew the demon rarely ever helped anyone unless it served him.
Andras removed his hands from his lap and steadied his palms atop the stained wood desk, digging his daggerlike nails into the splintering wood. His shoulders rose and fell, the sheen on his chest emphasizing his brawny muscles with each breath. A sharp hiss escaped Andras' lips as he stared down through unfocused eyes.
His voice elevated now, nearly scaring Rowan where he stood, "Right there! All the way down!"
Shocked by his master's revelation, Rowan's spine went stiff and he brought his arms straight to his sides. "You sense her in the castle depths? I hadn't considered she would be finishing her work in the drider kennels... Such a foul job, cleaning up after those beasts..."
Andras huffed again, startling Rowan. "I'll leave at once! Thank you, master!"
The human General about-faced and his eager gait delivered him to the cold and heavy door that awaited him. As he crossed the threshold, he heard Andras call out, "I'm coming!"
Rowan simply smiled and reassured the Demon Lord as he closed the door, "No need, master. I'll find her in no time. She'll be a complete mess, I'm sure." The door clanged shut.
The crackling and pops that echoed in the room were beginning to wane, much the same as Andras' posture. He rest his hands once more in his lap, petting at the fine wine that satisfied him.
"Was that Rowan?" Alexia's voice inquired from beneath the oak.
Andras raised an eyebrow at the redhead waif as his eyes slowly peered about the room in confusion. A wicked grin twisted into his lips, "Rowan? Here? Hmm... I don't recall. I had my head in other things."
Alexia giggled seductively from the shadows beneath the desk and moaned, "I guess I served you well, master?"
The demon stood and his fully nude form cast a billowing shadow on the stone wall. He grasped at his massive and veiny red cock, giving it a stern squeeze from stem to tip. The final remnants of his seed lazily oozed forth while Alexia hurriedly repositioned herself under him, sticking out her waiting tongue with glee. His golden eyes narrowed into devious approval, "As long as you get every last drop, you will have served me perfectly, my fine Rosarian Red."
Alexia's voluptuous tits squeezed together as she brought both hands to the demon's engorged cock. The way in which her wet tongue lavished up and down each side of his shaft caused Andras to shudder out an approving moan. Her maw opened wide to make room for his tool's plump head and her fine lips lustfully latched on once more. With a few quick flicks of her tongue, several hard strokes of her dainty hands, and a hum of hunger being sated, she drank the milk of his member with deep satisfaction.
Andras took this moment to relish the work of this prime human meat at his feet. What once was a housewife with wholesome convictions and innocent purity was now a corrupted trophy in his journey of conquest. The contrast of her freckled fair face beneath his crimson cock and her rounded milky ass slowly waggling beneath him brought forth a smirk. He ran his large clawed hand gently through her ginger hair and slowly closed his grip. With a strangely affectionate assistance, he helped the girl up from her knees to stand bare before him.
His large flexing forearms brought her into an intimate embrace. Alexia blushed, not knowing if the heat she felt was the fireplace, his sweat laced body, or her brimming embarrassment. She shyly glanced up as her pert breasts pressed tight to his stomach. His towering form lowered itself so he may capture her lips in his. She could feel his insatiable loins begin to stir against her belly as her stiffened nipples gave away her desires.
The feeling of forever in that sinful kiss gave way to the moment when his eyes pierced hers and his voice huskily remarked, "I haven't yet filled myself on this 'fine red wine' tonight. Follow me to the bed so we may imbibe fully of our fleshly desires."