â€˜Please.â€™<br/><br/>Heâ€™d heard her quiet begging as her hips continued to grind against his own. He couldnâ€™t help but welcome her and fulfill her plea as his hips continued to move against hers in a rhythmic motion. Chikage loved the way that she sounded. He loved to see her lips part as they did and he loved the feeling of his woman against his flesh. Her warmth, as well as her insides, made sure that heâ€™d had a taste of reality. She was there with him and this was not just a dream.<br/>It wasnâ€™t some fantasy that he was having or a mirage, but something real. She was something concrete and absolutely all his. As much as he wanted to show her how much he cared about her, about how he wanted to rekindle that bond, he found it nearly impossible for himself. This was all only just because he was a demon. He was ruthless, cold hearted demon. In this world, there had not been time for love and marriage and all of that shit. Instead, what he had always come to worry about the most was his work and his ambitions.<br/><br/>So, having a woman around like Mishiko is different as opposed to his brothel of women. Things had started to become very different with her around. His actions and emotions were slightly changed. Much more on the jealous side than actually showing that he cared for her. He was possessive.<br/><br/>She should know this. What man wouldnâ€™t be possessive over a succubus?<br/><br/>He ran his tongue lightly up against her neck as he continued to move his hips, his body was automatically thrusting in and out, almost outside of his control. The Oni craved this. He lusted after her. Was it a spell of some sort? Or was it the fact that heâ€™d always longed for this type of connection? The blond could feel himself being drawn to her. He couldnâ€™t say that it wasnâ€™t something that he hadnâ€™t desired.<br/><br/>Chikage inhaled her scent and continued to roughly take advantage of her. It was as if he were starving for her body, almost overtaking it greedily. He wanted to etch every part of his being onto her and remind her who he was to her and who she was to him. He smirked a bit, feeling slightly playful. â€œPlease what? Iâ€™m not too sure what youâ€™re pleading for.â€ His lean body leaned in to whisper in her ear. He managed to slow his pace down just a bit, moving his hips out and then back in an agonizing way.<br/><br/>It was in his nature to toy with the women that he was with and especially Mishiko. He knew how much it irritated her sometimes, but what he really wished for was some kind of reaction out of her. Chikage just wanted her to play back, but he also wanted her to tell him what she wanted exactly from him. And if she said it cute enough, heâ€™d give her just what she so desired no questions asked. The Oni Lord leaned down and nipped a bit at her collar bone before kissing in between her breasts. He could taste the salt from her sweat and feel her walls tighten around his shaft.<br/><br/>It was a wonderful feeling really, just knowing that she had not been with any one for so long. It was as if her body had anxiously awaiting his arrival. Such a shame that Lord whatever he was called never got to get a taste. Fortunately for him, he was about to devour her whole.