Xarakas was just relieved that Asha didn't want to stop and wasn't asking questions, so to have her return his kisses as they both took the time to discard their clothes was perfect.
"Yes, Princess."
He let out a low growl as she practically ordered him to fuck her, pressing a deep and hungry kiss to her lips before turning her around carefully, making sure she was balanced and comfortable before he pushed into her from behind with a groan, setting a quick and relentless pace as he gripped her hips tightly.
This was what he was familiar with, and he was going to ensure that Asha was thoroughly pleased by the end of it.
"Oh fuck," Asha whimpered, moaning as Xarakas began to pound her without wasting time, one hand reaching back to grip his thigh while she braced the other against the wall. "Yes. God yes, Xarakas."
"Shh. Quiet, Princess. We don't want anyone overhearing," Xarakas scolded, grateful the supply closet was at the back of the training grounds they were using. But knowing that the castle was busy and Asha always seemed to be needed by someone, he didn't want to count on someone not coming to look for her.
Still, her moans were music to his ears, his demon fighting for control so it could claim her as theirs. "Fuck, Princess."
Asha hadn't quite realized just how vocal she was being, but as Xarakas brought it up, she realized he was right. And while no one should come looking for her there since her training time was over, that didn't necessarily mean they wouldn't.
Or that soldiers wouldn't come by to use the space themselves.
So she bit her lip in an attempt to muffle the noises she was making, and his relentless thrusts soon pushed her towards her release, her grip on his thigh tightening. And when she finally did come undone around him with a strangled, muffled cry, it was while biting her lip so hard that she tasted blood.
"That's it, that's a good girl," Xarakas purred as she reached her high, slowing his thrusts so that he wouldn't overwhelm her before stilling altogether, taking a moment to ensure she wouldn't collapse before he let go of her hips and stepped back, moving to pull his pants back up.
He hadn't finished himself, but he was used to taking care of things on his own afterward, or just letting himself calm down, and he expected this time to be no different.
"I'm glad that you enjoyed yourself, Princess, but I'm afraid if we stay in here any longer than necessary, we'll be caught. It's probably best for you to get going, since I know you mentioned you had an important meeting with the queen later today."
It took her a moment, as she came down from her high, but as Asha turned to face Xarakas again and caught him dressing as he spoke about them leaving, it hit her that he hadn't finished, the bulge in his pants clear evidence to it.
"But—"
For a moment, she just looked baffled, torn even, because he was right that they couldn't stay in the closet.
Finally, with a frustrated sigh, she stooped to gather her own clothes. Once she'd gotten everything on except her shirt, which hadn't made it into the closet with them, she stepped up to Xarakas again, tugging him down into a deep and hungry kiss.
"You're right that we can't stay here, but I still have plenty of time before that meeting. I'm going to leave first. Wait a few minutes, then go into the castle using the southern entrance. Take the lefthand hall and follow it to its end. You're going to head into the third door from the end on the right, once you're sure no one's following you. You should be in a study with two navy couches and a portrait of Lucifer on the back wall. Tilt that painting counter-clockwise ten degrees," she instructed.
"You'll know you have it in the right spot when you hear a faint click. Then you'll just push the wall in front of you. It'll open up to a dark, narrow passage, which you'll need some form of light to navigate. It'll lead to a spiral staircase, which you'll follow up until you see a door. On the other side of that door are my rooms, where I'll be waiting. Make sure you close all doors behind you."