DEVYN'S POV
Denzyl is still holding me when I wake. My eyes scan my surroundings to find I am in my room. The sun has just begun to rise, casting the room in an elegant glow. Denzyl's warm breath relaxes me as I turn around and gaze at him sleeping in the early morning light. His crimson hair has a purple tint from the dawn colors. I know Denzyl has woken up when his arms tighten around me and he plants a soft kiss on my forehead.
"Good morning," the demon says sleepily.
"Morning," I smile softly. "Did I wake you?"
Denzyl smiles sweetly before shaking his head. "What time is the conference?"
"It starts at eleven."
"So we have some time."
"Some time? For what?"
"Staying in bed. We don't have to be there until ten thirty, and it is just past five."
I can't help but release a small chuckle as Denzyl pulls me closer (if that's even possible) and begins running his hand up and down my back. His touch sends tingles down my spine and heats my cheeks. I let out a soft gasp as Denzyl's hand slips under my shirt. I think it might have been an accident as Denzyl's eyes snap open and he raises himself up on his elbow to check on me.
"Are you okay?" Denzyl asks in concern.
Denzyl's sudden movement startles me, and I start to miss the touch of his hand. I smile up at him when I realize why he is so worried. I have only been hurt in situations like these. But...Denzyl is healing me. I actually want his touch. I want to feel loved and protected. Granted, I always, always feel protected and secure when I am with Denzyl, but I want to be with him.
I do not think I am quite ready to go all the way, but I am ready to show my love for him in that way to a certain extent. And I believe Denzyl will know how far I want to go right now. But first, I need to let him know I am ready to cover some distance. I do not want him to be afraid of hurting me every time he touches me. I want to let him know I trust him.
"I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-" I cut Denzyl off by reaching up and kissing him. It takes two or three seconds for Denzyl to loosen up, but when he does, his return kiss is very sweet. I advance our contact by taking Denzyl's hand and placing on my waist beneath my shirt. Denzyl's warmth spreads through me, sending blush to my cheeks. Denzyl increases the pressure on my waist, spinning me to be under him as he maneuvers to hover over me.
"Devyn-"
"Shh..." I press my finger to Denzyl's lips, his soft, warm lips. "It's okay," I assure him with a smile. "I want this."
DENZYL'S POV
Devyn's words send me over. My heart races as I gaze down at him. His cheeks are flushed, and his eyes are hooded. His lips are parted ever so slightly. Just enough for a moan to escape when I lean down and kiss his neck. Just enough for me to slip my tongue in and taste his sweet mouth.
My left hand slides under Devyn's shoulder and comes up to cradle his head while my right hand travels down to the hem of his pants and plays on the edge of the forbidden ground, waiting for permission to enter. I wait for Devyn to let me in as all I want to do is let him feel my love in this moment. He is in complete control.
Devyn does not need to say anything as he slips his hands under my shirt. I comply with his request and remove the shirt, my hands leaving his body for just a few seconds before returning to their place. This time, my hand travels lower and begins giving attention to Devyn's needs. I break the kiss, giving Devyn time to breathe. As soon as our lips part, Devyn's neck arches into the pillow, giving me the perfect opportunity to plant kisses along his neck.
Soft moans escape Devyn's red lips as I continue, causing his grip on me to tighten, arousing me even more. My kisses never end, and I make sure they are sweet and deep.
"Denzyl...I'm...I'm going to..." Devyn pants.
I calm him with soft pecks and whisper, "It's okay."
Devyn then awes me by doing the hottest thing I have ever seen. He stares me in the eyes with those glazed green irises and bites his lip seductively as he peaks, releasing a moan in the process.
Wow... It's official. I am wrecked.
Devyn continues to gaze at me as he catches his breath, sweat from his arousal coating his neck. I smile down at him and kiss the human softly as he gets his breathing under control. Devyn continues to surprise me by flipping me over and hovering over me. I look him deep in the eyes to see a certain glint present. He's got something planned. My breath hitches whenever Devyn undoes my pants and releases some of the tension building up down below. I was just going to take care of it later after Devyn fell asleep, but I guess he as other plans.
"...Uh Devyn?" I ask just to make sure.
Devyn is quick to shut me up with a deep kiss. "Let me do this for you."
Devyn's voice is low and seductive as he stares down at me. I nod slowly, letting my hands caress the back of Devyn's head as his hand moves down my body and frees my member. My hands follow Devyn's head as he leans down and enwraps my member in his mouth. My fingers curl around Devyn's hair as my body enters bliss.
My breath hitches as Devyn takes me even deeper, his tongue doing things to me I never thought were possible. My neck cranes and my breathing quickens as Devyn continues, bringing me closer and closer.
"D-Devyn," I warn between pants.
Devyn seems to hear my warning as he wraps his hand around my thigh, but he continues going. My hands leave Devyn's head and clench the sheets as I near. One more pull from Devyn has me coming into his mouth. Devyn does one more suck to clean me off before removing his mouth. I expect Devyn to go to the bathroom and empty his mouth, but he wipes the sides of his mouth and swallows.
"You...you are full of surprises," I smirk at the human as I sit up and kiss him.
"Heyyy. Don't judge. It tasted good," Devyn replies in his husky voice.
I arch a brow. "Tasted good? Like what?" I am curious to hear his answer. I have heard that a demon's semen has a taste, but it only tastes good if....
"Cinnamon whiskey," he answers with a smirk.
Oh, man. This boy is whipped.
Devyn wraps his arms around my neck and kisses me. I allow us to fall back onto the bed, extracting a cute, small giggle from the human. I look up at Devyn to see him smiling.
Is he drunk? Even though my cum tasted like whiskey, it did not have any alcohol content.
"Why are you smiling?" I ask with a smile. Every part of me relaxes and becomes vulnerable as I look at Devyn's sweet face. I could gaze up at his smile 'til the end of the world.
"Because I'm happy." Devyn's smile fades as he grows serious. "Thank you, Denzyl." His voice is back to its deep, husky quality.
His thanks puzzles me. "For what?" He seems to be doing that often recently, thanking me.
"For being so good to me."
My face becomes serious when I realize just how badly Devyn has been treated for him to be thanking me every time he feels taken care of and loved, but I put on a small smile to hide the sad realization.
I reach up and gently cup Devyn's cheek. "I won't let anyone hurt you. I promise."
Tears enter Devyn's eyes as he melts and sinks into me. I wrap my arms around Devyn and sooth him.
After a little while of just lying in each other's arms, I sit both of us up and carry Devyn to the bathroom to get ready for the day. My jaw clenches when I think about the conference and the devil called Wil. I look at Devyn bathing under the shower, and my resolve strengthens.
I will not let anyone hurt him ever again.