Rick woke up with the sensation of a herd of stampeding bulls rushing over him. As he tried to move, every muscle in his body scread in pain, and so parts of him hurt in ways he didn’t know were possible.
"Ughhh... fuck... my back... my dick... everything hurts," he groaned as he tried to sit up and then regretted it right away.
"Arrgghhh~! My fucking back and dick...! They’re all hurting non-stop!"
Rick noticed there were marks all over his chest and back and also hickeys all over his neck, chest, and shoulders in a pattern that would make a leopard jealous. "Holy shit... this is even worse when I and Sylvia have sex."
"I even have so love bites!" Rick counts five love bites on so of his body.
His back hurt from the scratches, and his legs felt like they had run a marathon and been used as punching bags at the sa ti. "If only I had a skill that made really fuck a MILF for 24 hours straight without feeling exhausted..."
"Hahhh... what the hell did we do last night?" Rick mumbled, and then all the mories ca rushing back.
"Oh... yeah... that... I fucking won the domination over her..."
Zara showed him for hours and hours what three hundred years of demonic strength looked like when mixed with the passion of soone who had finally let herself feel again, even when she was being dominated. Rick’s poor human body had done its best to keep up with the woman, who was insatiable.
He had failed spectacularly by the fourth hour, but Zara wouldn’t let him stop until dawn.
"Eh, fuck that." Rick said to himself with a pained smile, "At least it’s worth it, though. Like totally fucking worth it to have a milf that’s a femdom."
Zara moved next to him. She was in much better shape than he was.
She was a demon general from hundreds of years ago with a body that put Olympic athletes to sha. But she did have so marks on her skin, which showed how rough their night had been.
Slowly opening her eyes, she focused her gaze on Rick, revealing a genuine smile. It wasn’t the polite smile she gave in public or the fierce grin she wore in battle.
It was a soft, vulnerable smile that made her look years younger.
She said, "Good morning," her voice still hoarse from sleep and other things.
"Morning," Rick was able to croak out. "How do you feel?"
Zara stretched like a cat, and even though they had just had sex from night to morning, her body moved with fluid grace. "Oh wow..."
"It hurt in all the right places, but it was great." She turned over so she could see him better, and her hand reached out to touch one of the hickeys on his chest. "Last night was the best night I’ve had in forty years."
Rick’s heart swelled when he heard the news. "Better than nights with Zork?"
"Different," Zara said softly. "Zork and I were together for forty years."
"We knew each other’s bodies very well and knew exactly what the other demon needed."
"What we had was comfortable, familiar, and deeply loving in a way that cos from being together for decades."
She leaned in and gave Rick a soft kiss. "What we have is new, exciting, and passionate in a way that only happens when demon and human et for the first ti."
"It’s not better or worse than what I had with Zork."
"It’s just different, and that’s what I needed."
"And so... she’s back to her normal self even though that night she was screaming my cock non-stop while saying that there’s not a single cock that can dominate her like a stupid bitch." Rick said in his mind.
Rick put his arms around her, even though his sore muscles told him not to. "I’m glad I could do that for you."
"Even if it ans I can’t move much now..."
Zara laughed, and it sounded warm and real. "We might have gone a little too far."
"That will happen when you’ve been holding back your feelings for three hundred years."
"A little?" Rick raised his eyebrow. "Zara, I think you broke ."
"And not just once or twice, but many tis! I think so of these marks are going to last forever like a scar."
"Well... that’s actually good in demon culture," Zara said with a sly smile. "Then everyone will know you’re mine, and of course that dragon hoe would probably get jelly."
They stayed there for a little while longer, holding each other and enjoying the peace that ca after. Rick could sense Zara’s joy through their Spirit Bond.
She felt complete again after letting go of her sadness and moving on. She still loved and thought about Zork.
Finally, she understood that loving soone new didn’t an she had to forget about the things she already loved. Her heart could hold on to both old mories and new ones.
"Thank you," Zara whispered into his chest. "For being patient with ."
"And for not making go faster than I was ready to. I knew that loving you doesn’t an forgetting about Zork."
Rick ran his fingers through her hair and said, "You don’t have to thank for that."
"I understand what it feels like to think you don’t deserve good things and to believe that happiness is ant for everyone else but you."
"Every day... I’m going to do everything possible to help you feel like you deserve to be happy again."
Zara raised her head to look at him, and there were tears in her eyes. "I love you, Rick Rolland."
"I love you, not because Zork told to, but because of who you are, not politics or the Spirit Bond."
"All I say is the truth... and... I love you for who you are."
"A man who puts himself in front of a corruption threat to protect soone he barely knows."
"A man who climbs into the chest of a corrupted Demon King to free a soul that is stuck there."
"And... a man who sees a widow who is sad and offers to help her without expecting anything in return."
Rick’s eyes were getting watery. "I love you too, Zara."
"You’re resilient, formidable, and steadfast, and beneath all that armor and responsibility, you are one of the kindest demons I have ever encountered."
"Being with you doesn’t feel like an obligation. It feels like coming ho."
They kissed again, but this ti it was softer and less passionate. It was the kind of kiss that sealed promises and confird feelings. It made Rick’s chest hurt with emotion instead of desire.
Zara smiled with a hint of mischief when they finally let go. "Now, let’s get you to Liora."
"I can tell you’re in a lot of pain through the bond, and I’d rather not have my new lover die from being too tired and sore."
"Please," Rick said, groaning. "I think you really broke a few things that shouldn’t have been broken."
...
Rick limped to Liora’s room twenty minutes later, wearing loose clothes that wouldn’t make his injuries worse. He was pretty sure he looked like he’d been attacked by a wild animal, and every step hurt.
Which wasn’t too far from the truth, given how eager Zara was to be close.
He knocked on Liora’s door, and her sweet voice said, "Co in!"
Rick walked in and saw Liora sitting by the window, reading a religious book. When he walked in, she looked up, and her eyes widened with worry right away.
"Oh my goodness, Rick!"
"What happened to you?!" She was by his side right away, and her hands were already glowing with healing energy from God. "Did soone attack you?!"
"Are these wounds from corruption?!"
"Why didn’t you call right away?!"
Rick said, "Well, I wasn’t attacked," while his face burned with sha. "Last night, Zara and I had a very exciting ti getting to know each other."
"And by ’enthusiastic,’ I an she almost killed with love."
Liora’s face went from worried to understanding to barely hidden amusent. "Oh! Oh... I understand."
She bit her lip, which was a clear sign that she was trying not to laugh. "Well, that would explain the pretty big number of marks you have."
"Can you make at least better without feeling all this soreness and pain?" Rick begged.
"Everything hurts right now... like the things that shouldn’t hurt are hurting."
"I think I pulled muscles that I didn’t know I had."
"Of course I can heal you," Liora said, and her divine energy was already flowing into him.
"I have to say, I’m a little jealous that Zara got to you first."
"For weeks now, I’ve been planning a similar night after our last encounter..."
"Let’s do it later, okay...? Both of you are the sa dominant type for ..."
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