All hesitation vanished from Amara’s mind, and she pushed her lips against Ruby’s. The redhead’s aura was already strong enough for Amara to begin feeding, which she did eagerly as they passionately made out. Ruby’s lips were surprisingly soft, given how firm the rest of her body was, and Amara eagerly returned Ruby’s moans of excitement while her hands began exploring.

Even in the throes of passion, Ruby was adorably careful. Her aura indicated that she was itching with excitement, eager beyond compare to indulge her sexual curiosity, yet she pushed Amara to the floor with cautious grace.

Only once Amara was comfortably on the ground did Ruby’s hands start to wander. Her hands spoke to her weightlifting hobby, slightly calloused and incredibly strong, and through their touch alone Amara could feel how thrilled Ruby was to be in this position.

“What do you like?” Ruby asked, breaking their lips apart.

Amara gasped in excitement as Ruby squeezed her breasts, her dexterous fingers softly pinching Amara’s nipples. “I’m connected to you, Ruby. The more you enjoy yourself, the greater that connection.”

“Seriously?” Ruby asked. “That seems a little, I dunno, pornographic. Like, what, you’re just the perfect partner who only wants what her partner wants?”

“I’m a demon of lust, Ruby. My body is literally designed to be an object of desire, and my instincts want nothing more than to fulfill your fantasies.” Amara kissed Ruby’s neck, even biting it slightly as she whispered. “I’m your perfect little fuck slut, Ruby. Use me.” Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel~fire~net

Her last words were a test. She had no idea if Ruby liked dirty talk, and she needed to continue trying new things in order to learn Ruby’s tastes. Based on the activity in her aura, Amara gathered she wasn’t the biggest fan of the dirty, degrading language, which made sense. Amara was more used to fucking men, who she assumed were more likely to enjoy that kind of thing.

Thankfully, while Ruby didn’t seem particularly thrilled about the dirty talk, it also didn’t lessen her arousal. She gently grabbed Amara’s chin and pulled their lips together again, running her hand through Amara’s long, flowing hair, carefully avoiding the part matted with illusory blood.

“What about you?” Amara asked. “What gets you off?”

“W-well, I love getting fingered, especially when… um…” Ruby stammered, her face turning bright red again as her thoughts trailed off.

Amara pushed her hands underneath Ruby’s shirt, appreciating the incredibly toned musculature she found underneath. “Come on, you can tell me. I’ve heard it all, Ruby, nothing you say could catch me by surprise.”

Before she responded, Ruby grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head, tossing it to the nearby couch. “I really like when my partners are… are really strong.”

“As in, you want to be overpowered?” Amara asked, slowly kissing down Ruby’s neck.

Ruby quickly shook her head, her aura even fading slightly. “No, definitely not. It’s more about the safety of it? The comfort of being held by someone big and strong, especially since I’m not the smallest person myself.”

With a delicate laugh, Amara began pulling at the bottom of Ruby’s sports bra. “Something tells me you have a weighted blanket.”

“W-well… maybe…” Ruby muttered. Her face briefly disappeared behind her arms again as she pulled her sports bra off, tossing it next to her shirt. With her chest now exposed, Amara reached up and carefully traced the bottoms of her breasts, still trying to adjust to Ruby’s surprisingly timid sexuality.

Her breasts were much smaller than Amara’s, and the difference in size was only accentuated by Ruby’s powerful muscles. They were perfectly proportioned to the rest of her body, and Amara found plenty of enjoyment in manually appreciating the definition on display. Her initial plan had been to tease Ruby’s breasts before kissing and biting them, but with Ruby’s desires now out in the open, she changed her strategy.

Reaching behind Ruby’s back, Amara happily continued tracing and massaging her muscles. Her face nestled comfortably against Ruby’s neck, she lightly kissed and nibbled the redhead while gradually increasing the pressure she applied with her arms. Her hug grew tighter and more encompassing with each passing second, and she was rewarded with the delightful scent of Ruby’s reignited aura. She breathed deep, crossing her arms behind Ruby for one final squeeze before releasing her and moving back to her lips.

“I’ve got something I think you’ll really like,” Amara muttered between kisses.

“Yeah? This isn’t too much, is it?” Ruby asked.

“Not at all. I’m already feeling better, I’ve been able to pull some strength from your arousal.”

“Already? Wow, we’ve barely even started! Is that just how horny I am? Is that something you can even sense?”

Amara nodded. “Oh yeah. Now, stay still for me.” Moving her hands towards Ruby’s waist, Amara carefully rose to her knees and slid behind Ruby. While she moved, she continued tracing small circles around Ruby’s hips, teasing the top of her pants and encouraging Ruby to quickly unbutton them. Once Amara was nestled comfortably behind the weightlifter, she pulled her hands higher until they crossed in front of Ruby’s body, and she began massaging her breasts.

Ruby gasped, sinking back into Amara in appreciation, and Amara took advantage of the small distraction to manifest her true form, taking care to keep the flames away from Ruby. Her tail, as lithe and as powerful as ever, snaked forward and began to wrap around Ruby’s waist, gently constricting her.

Even without her demonic senses, Ruby’s excitement over this new addition was obvious. Her body twitched in excitement, and she gasped with pleasure as Amara kept playing with her breasts. She began lightly pinching and twisting Ruby’s nipples, biting the side of her neck before raising up to whisper in her ear. “Do you want more?”

“Yes! Please!” Ruby pleaded.

This is almost too easy. I haven’t even gotten her pants off yet.

Amara flexed her wings, then leaned further into Ruby and encompassed them both with her magnificent wingspan. The lights dimmed heavily as Amara enclosed the two of them, her hands leaving Ruby’s breasts to begin sliding down. She quickly passed over her tail, still wrapped tight around the redhead’s waist, and finally reached into her pants.

Responding to her touch, Ruby mirrored her movement with her own hands, sliding them down her body and into her pants. Her fingers briefly interlaced with Amara’s before she broke away to push her pants off, her already warm body growing much hotter from the demonic limbs that now encircled her. Amara’s tail briefly released its grip to toss Ruby’s pants aside, and when Ruby reached to start removing her panties, Amara stopped her, instead letting her tail do the honors. Ruby wore cute, black boyshorts with decorative stripes up the sides, and Amara teased the top of their elastic hem with her tail, slowly wrapping it around Ruby’s waist before squeezing tight. Ruby sighed in appreciation, then Amara began retracting her tail, slowly working it back and forth as she inched off Ruby’s underwear.

Having now fed enough to believably remove her fake injuries, Amara took a deep breath and grinned at all the energy she felt swirling inside her. She’d already been moderately well-fed from her frequent romps with Nick, and Ruby’s energy only served to bring her to even greater heights. The colors around them grew more vibrant, the air shimmered with potential as Amara began tracing electrical signals flying around them. The first time she’d fed this much, the sensations had nearly overwhelmed her, but now they felt second nature. She reveled in how the world buzzed around her and, eager for more, prepared to really dig into Ruby’s aura by starting the real fun.

Once Ruby’s shorts had been pulled off, tossed next to her pants, Amara began massaging her powerful legs. Thick, rippling muscles tensed and flexed under her touch, and the scent of her arousal grew even sweeter as Amara massaged higher and higher. Ruby spread her legs open, even pushing harder against Amara as if attempting to sink further into her embrace, and Amara slid her own legs forward to rest on either side of Ruby.

Amara’s tail, which had previously been wrapped around Ruby’s hips to pull her panties off, now slowly traveled down Ruby’s right leg, circling around and around like a snake trapping its prey. Amara briefly considered taking advantage of her tail’s considerable length by pulling both of Ruby’s legs together, but quickly decided against it. This was about making Ruby feel safe and comfortable, it wasn’t about restricting her movement and tying her limbs together. She did, however, continue pulling her wings closer and closer, inch by inch, carefully reading Ruby’s aura to make sure she still enjoyed this.

By the time Amara’s fingers found Ruby’s pussy, she was already soaking wet. Thinking back to their previous rendezvous in the Dreamscape, which Ruby likely still believed was an errant wet dream, Amara remembered that the redhead vastly preferred having her clit played with over any form of penetration. With that in mind, her touch only lingered long enough to wet her fingers, then she finally brought her touch to Ruby’s clit.

Ruby’s entire body shook with pleasure, her moaning music to Amara’s ears. Through her demonic connection with Ruby’s aura, that pleasure circled back to her as well, radiating through her body as if she were merely playing with herself. Another touch, another gasp, and Amara began slowly circling Ruby’s clit.

Waves of potent, succulent arousal crested over Amara, empowering her as she breathed it in. The energy ran circuits through Amara, teasing and playing with her enhanced senses, and she felt more connected to Ruby’s pleasure than ever. She’d always been proud of her ability to reach orgasm purely by making other people cum, but this was something else altogether. She had so much sexual energy coursing through her veins that she swore she could feel her own fingers on her pussy. When coupled with the way she held Ruby, cradled close in front of her, it felt just like how she’d masturbated before discovering her demonic identity. Ruby was just an extension of her, another facet of her own pleasure, and she desperately wanted to cum.

She began rubbing Ruby’s clit faster, circling faster and faster before switching to rapid, back and forth motions. Ruby reached down and grabbed Amara’s legs, her rough hands squeezing tight as she held on. Her body convulsed with pleasure, and she bucked her hips in time with Amara’s fingering.

Amara responded by moving her free hand to Ruby’s breasts again, massaging and pinching her nipples while continuing to play with her clit. She began to mimic Ruby’s hip motions, still able to feel her own fingers on her pussy as if Ruby weren’t even there, and grew intimately aware that Ruby was close to cumming. Leaning forward, she began kissing and nibbling on Ruby’s neck, her sandalwood scent mixing with the ambrosia that was her arousal. Amara’s fingers picked up the pace, her arms squeezed tighter, her tail and wings pulled Ruby closer, and she finally got what she wanted.

All of Ruby’s thick, rippling muscles tensed with pleasure as she reached orgasm. Surprisingly, she stayed completely quiet as she came, making only small gasping noises as she shook with pleasure.

Her orgasm was delicious, it brought Amara to new heights of awareness and enjoyment, and she eagerly shared in Ruby’s orgasm with her. She had no desire to hide her pleasure and proudly moaned aloud, tossing her head back in appreciation of her own abilities as Ruby shook and convulsed in her arms. Both girls held on tight as they came together, Amara doing everything she could to prolong the experience as much as possible. The power coursing through her veins felt incredible, and it had been ages since she’d managed to masturbate successfully; she felt as if nothing could stand in her way.

As the heights of Ruby’s pleasure began to fade, and her grip on Amara slackened, her breathing evened out and she seemed to return to her senses. Amara mirrored this behavior by slowly releasing Ruby, her tail retracting and her wings retreating behind her again. With the passion of the moment fading, Amara finally noticed the thick layer of sweat that had built up on Ruby’s body, much of which had rubbed off on her.

“Fucking… wow…” Ruby muttered.

Amara playfully moved her tail closer, wrapping it around Ruby’s torso to give her one last squeeze. “I take it you enjoyed yourself?”

Ruby nodded. “I see what you mean, I’m not sure how other partners can scratch that itch the way you can. The wings? This tail? Mmf, it’s everything I’ve ever wanted.”

With a gentle laugh, Amara leaned forward so they were no longer lying on each other. “Glad to hear it! I certainly feel loads better.”

“Wait!” Ruby spun to face Amara. “What about you?”

“Nah, don’t worry about it. Like I said, I share in your pleasure, so I came when you did, just as hard.” Amara rose to her feet and stretched all her limbs high above her. “Besides, I really should be off. Hope it’s alright that I’m bouncing so soon after.”

“N-no, you’re good!” Ruby said, her face reddening slightly as she also stood up. “I had a feeling this would be a quick thing. But, y’know, if you ever feel like swinging by again in the future…”

With a devilish smirk, Amara lightly rested her arms on Ruby’s shoulder, then leaned in to kiss her one last time. “I won’t make any promises, but I’ll certainly keep you in mind! Now, I recommend you stand back for this part.”

Although Ruby seemed somewhat hesitant to let Amara leave, she quickly acquiesced. Once they were far enough apart, Amara summoned a small torrent of hellfire to clean herself off, then a second one to restore all her clothing while dismissing her demonic features. Thinking about what she needed to do next, she inspected her clothing a moment before swapping it out for something a bit tighter. Instead of a flowing, knee-length coat, she now wore a slim, red leather jacket, and the rest of her clothing changed to fit the aesthetic.

“You know where the roof access is?” Amara asked.

“There’s a door at the top of the staircase, but they keep it locked,” Ruby said, tilting her head in confusion. “Why?”

“How about I show you?” Amara said with a wink.

It took Ruby much longer to get dressed, but once she finished, Amara led the way to the staircase. Traveling up to the top, she forced the door open without the tiniest bit of difficulty, then took a deep breath to appreciate the outdoor air. She quickly manifested her true form again, her horns immediately relaying the ambient pressure of the air around her, and she turned back to Ruby.

“Our little secret, right?” she asked.

Ruby nodded. “I won’t tell anyone you were here. Go keep us safe, alright?”

Nodding one last time, Amara turned to the edge of the roof and leapt off. Tapping into the incredible amounts of energy she had stored up, Amara summoned her flight mirage as her wings angled to catch the air. Once she was sure that no one could see her, she warmed a column of air and soared high into the sky, preparing for the next phase of her plan.