Both of them took their time doing this, you would think that of all the things that could be done in privacy, kissing and touching were their favourite activities. The only thing that changed was the way or the place where they tasted each other, it could be the neck, the mouth, the chest, the cheeks, or in the special case of Octavia; his father's kisses on her forehead –as those reminded her of the times where Stolas would kiss her as comfort to calm her down and a way she could know everything was fine.
In the meantime, Stolas would remove Octavia's clothing as much as possible, tossing each garment to the sides of the bed where they would not hinder their sinful activities. She loved the feeling of «hunger» in her father, and just like him; she undressed him little by little as his movements allowed her.
They kept kissing and kept touching each other. She loved feeling him touch her breasts, pressing them, pulling them and pinching them, playing with them as he pleased. And not only that, while he did it, Stolas continued savouring her daughter's skin, kissing her neck until returning to her chest again, only this time with the mouth. He would then begin sucking on her nipples before drawing each breast into his mouth individually. Sucking her breasts like no tomorrow and releasing them completely, leaving her boobs marked and sensitive. When he finished with them, Octavia climbed on his face, sitting on it so that he would start licking her cloaca; and he would make sure she was wet enough by first licking around her, Octavia would help him by parting her cloaca with one hand so he could press his tongue against her clit. This process would take twenty minutes or more. Octavia taken over by the drug would take a dominant role for the first time, and Stolas who was used to being submissive; especially in his adventures with Blitzo, would without question take the role he was most found of.
Ecstatic with pleasure, Octavia moved her hips at a rhythm similar to the one Stolas licked, in turn pressing against his face to make him understand that he should penetrate her with his tongue, as far as he could go –which he did immediately, passing his tongue inside her cloaca as much as possible.
Octavia's moans could be heard even outside the room, the level of ecstasy she felt in those moments was greater than what she had felt in her previous two adventures with her father.
Stolas then continued to lick as she continued to pleasure herself with her fingers by touching around her clit over and over again.
When it was time for Stolas to get some air so as not to faint, Octavia sat on Stolas' chest and took his face by the chin so that he would turn to see her eyes. As a dominatrix she planned to make her father satisfy her in every way she could think of at the time.
—You love me? Octavia asked—.
Stolas was silent still taking deep breaths, so she pushed Stolas' head even harder, squeezing his cheeks.
—Do you love me? —She asked again—.
Stolas let out a groan of pleasure at being overpowered.
—I love you Via. —He finally answered—.
—Prove it.
Octavia turned around, still sitting on top of her father –but now with her back to him. She had already recovered enough and she had no intention of waiting for him, so she prostrated her ass on Stolas' face again while she crouched down so that now she could please her father as well as he had been doing with her.
Stolas was already aroused, so Octavia was presented with a penis already fully erect, it exuded a virile aroma that pleased her just by having him close and called her to give pleasure to her darkest ideas.
She rested her hands on the sides of Stolas' legs so as not to lose her balance, and while opening her mouth she began to lick his penis from the base to the tip, cleaning his pre-cum while more came out due to the sheer pleasure. Even though Octavia didn't have enough experience to be in control or know how to properly please her father; Just like the first time she took command that movie night –she would be able to improvise however she could in order to keep Stolas under her control.
She continued to lick for several seconds, slowly tempting herself to finally take him into her mouth. She started with just the tip first, taking it in and out by an inch or two with each movement as she got used to it, each time taking his dick deeper and deeper.
One problem she had to deal with was that, due to the size of Stolas' penis, it got to the point where having it all inside made her feel like he was chocking –again due to her lack of experience. Salivating too much every time she tried, making the scene a wet mess. But that didn't stop her, the more she did it, the more she enjoyed it and speeded up her rhythm or slowed it down depending on the sounds that Stolas was making, as if they were a signal or alarm that would tell her not only how well she was doing; but also, how close he was from an orgasm.
Another thing she learned at that time was that she could feel to a certain extent if his father was on the verge of cumming or not. His penis making clear movements that indicated that he was about to. It got to the point where she enjoyed playing with these cues, stopping whenever she felt him close to ejaculating and returning to pleasure him roughly when he relaxed. All this while she mischievously used one or two fingers to introduce them into Stolas' cloaca with one of her hands.
Stolas at that moment could no longer continue to please his daughter, occupied by the sudden sensations that she forced him to feel again and again. When this happened, she would whip her ass against her father's face again, so that he had no choice but to remain silent and continue pleasing her daughter.
After what seemed like an eternity to the others, but a sudden instant to both of them, and as precise as a Swiss watch –they both had their first orgasm. They both let out a silent moan, since their mouths were occupied, there was no way they could make a sound. Octavia leaving Stolas' face soaked while Stolas could no longer avoid cumming inside his daughter's mouth. And while Stolas was rewarded by him for a job well done, Octavia; on the other hand, since it was her first time experiencing this, she couldn't help but momentarily choke on his father's semen, her throat trying to expel everything out of her mouth while she pulled it out so she could breathe again.
When both had finished, Octavia in a second air of lust and sin closed her eyes, and still with her mouth open, she collected the cum that was still on her face, with her tongue. And finally tasted it with intense pleasure, to later clean the rest of it from Stolas' penis.
And so, Octavia sat down again on Stolas' chest, and as if she was petting a well-behaved dog; she used her tail to smack it tenderly against her dad's face –caressing him with it.
—I love you too dad. —Octavia finally told him, turning back her face to look at him, with a mischievous smile and an evil giggle. —But it's not enough for me, you have to love me like no one else you've loved before.
—Anything that shows my love for you, Via. —Stolas seemed detached on a joyride in his own world, completely taken over by his daughter's dirty tricks—.
And since it was the only possible continuation, Octavia began to move towards her father's penis, which was still erect, sitting on it, but not having it inside yet –letting his phallus be caressed by her still soaked cloaca... And holding her father's legs in her hands, she would begin to move her waist back and forth, using her labia to caress Stolas' penis from base to tip, back and forth.
Due to his father's erection; every time it could, it was raised a little by Octavia's movements, the tip of the penis momentarily brushed against his daughter's cloaca. Something she would find intoxicating with each stroke.
When she felt she had played enough, and curious about the feel of his dad's penis near her cloaca, she made her final decision. And with one of her hands, she took his dick and slowly began to insert it into her. Forcing her cloaca to expand for the first time.
This undoubtedly began to cause her a sudden pain, but that same pain was beginning to give her a quick hit of arousal that until that moment she had not known was possible. Little by little, Stolas' penis entered, inch by inch, which, squeezed by the narrow space, produced the same sensations of pleasure in him. Because of this, Stolas began to try and move on his own, trying to force himself to burst in again and again as Octavia tried to stop him.
It was a battle of wills at the time, until she had finally got it all inside. Both letting out a groan of both relief and pleasure.
Octavia's legs were beginning to shake as she tried to find a pleasurable rhythm to move Stolas' penis in a way that would be the least painful, while Stolas still wanted to let go like an animal in heat.
Neither of them seemed to give up in this power struggle that developed so suddenly, which, between the effort and the pleasure, made both more susceptible to the other's influences, causing the power to finally be shared between them in a certain way. Stolas made his moves and she stopped him whenever it was necessary for her to rest.
And as Stolas came closer to orgasm again, he forcefully grabbed his daughter's ass, squeezing it fervently to the point of digging his nails into her –as Octavia had done before on his head, at the beginning of this fornication.
—Is that all you can do? —Octavia asked, pushing her luck—. Do I not deserve more?
Stolas encouraged by the burlesque attitude of his daughter did not hesitate to become violent, beginning to attack her with a force that was increasing at a high rate. While Octavia full of pleasure moved to the rhythm of her father at the same time that she did not stop moaning, over and over again.
Suddenly, Stolas released his daughter's ass as he moved his hands up to her waist, then to her chest; below her armpits. Octavia wasn't ready for her father's plan –who took her firmly and pulled her towards him, forcing her to lie on top of her father as he continued to penetrate her. She, ecstatic by surprise and pleasure once lying on him, hugged him from behind his head.
—I love you dad! —Octavia began to scream between her moans—.
As the pleasure they both felt increased, their minds blurred more and more, the feelings were so strong that Octavia couldn't help but shed some tears derived from the emotional overload she felt at that moment.
The penetrations were so continuous and strong that she couldn't help but have another orgasm, leaving a mess on the bed and making her body tremble from head to toe.
Finally, because of such violent movements of the two, Stolas' penis ended up coming out of Octavia, which gave her a well-deserved moment of relaxation. Stolas, who had been feeling on the verge of ejaculation for some time, suddenly stopping and not being able to get it all out, was enveloped by a pleasant sensation of pain that forced him to retract his legs several times as he returned to normal.
Octavia, who still couldn't get enough of her father, threw herself next to him, and invited him to climb on her by pulling his head towards hers as if trying to kiss him. And stolas obeyed her like a trained dog, standing on top of her while Octavia separated her legs for him, inviting him to continue penetrating her.
—Ooohhh! —Octavia moans as she feels the tip of her father's penis push inside her—.
The accumulation of all the sensations seemed to finally culminate in her, making her feel in a way she had never felt before; it was a strange feeling that filled her with great emotion. Her legs trembled with excitement. Then he began to thrust into her slowly, inch by agonizing inch, the feeling of being penetrated made her tremble uncontrollably causing waves of pleasure to spread through every nerve in her body. Moan after moan escaped from her mouth until finally feeling completely penetrated by him, being immobilized and unable to resist anymore.
—N-no... I can't...
The sounds of both only served to excite them even more. She couldn't help but wonder if these were the sounds she would hear for the rest of her life.
She felt like she was about to explode with pleasure, as a new orgasm hit Octavia, driving her mad with feelings to the max.
—More! —She was screaming—. More!
For them it felt like the act lasted for years, they felt as if their brains were melting and turning to mush. But eventually Stolas finally was able to orgasm, which started off by cumming inside her as he pulled out and ended up smearing on her daughter's abdomen, seemingly never ending until he finally collapses onto her body. With the legs crossed one with the other.
A relieved Octavia hugs her father and they stay like that until finally their minds come back to themselves from the pleasure and effects of the balm.
Then Octavia slowly opens her eyes again... seeing nothing but darkness before her, she tries to get up, but her father's weight and the weakness of her body won't let her. All she can do is hold on to him, her head against Stolas', feeling her hearts pounding in synchrony. And out of nowhere, he kisses her beak softly and says in her ears.
—Love you.
And Octavia answers the same.
—I love you too, more than anyone can love you.
The sun laid high in the sky announcing the afternoon when both of them had finally fully regained their consciousness. Little by little the remorse of the morning returned to their minds showing how cruel it was to return to sanity.
—What are we going to do then? —Octavia asked—.
—I don't know yet, Via. But whatever happens, we'll get through it together.
Then Stolas' cell phone began to ring. With magic he pulled it out from among the thrown clothes and when bringing it to his sight he saw that the one who called was Blitzo, and that in fact it was not the first, but the tenth time that he rang. He decided to answer by leaving the phone on speaker.
—Oh, hey Blitz, did something happen?
—What kind of stupid question is that?! I read the newspaper.
—And are you calling to help or just to say hi?
—J-just bring your plump ass to my office.
Stolas hung up the call. He set the phone aside and turning his gaze to Octavia he opted to ask for her opinion.
—Well Via, shall we try?
—Do you think Blitzo can help us?
—We can find out.
After several minutes of cleaning and getting ready, both were presentable again –and holding hands, Stolas opened a portal to the I.M.P offices, where Blitzo, Loona, Moxxie and Millie were already waiting for him.
Blitzo was pacing around the room with a face of panic that made him sweat profusely as he bit his nails and swung his tail from side to side.
—Calm down you idiot, you're going to make a hole in the ground. —Loona told Blitzo sarcastically—.
—Calm me down? I'm calm, I just think about how the hell I'm going to get Stolas out of this.
—And why do you want to help him? Why do you care about what his crazy ex-wife says about him in the papers?
—I remind you Loona, that he saved us all from those lunatic humans the other time, if it wasn't for him, I would be fried right now.
—Sir, I understand that this worries you, but... What can we do? —Moxxie asked in a concerned tone of voice—.
—That is what I do not know! So do some good and think of something worthwhile Moxxie or you'll be fired.
—Eh what?!
—Don't worry, Moxxie, Blitz just wants to help Prince Stolas. Besides, we all know that he ain't capable of doing somthn' like that. —Millie tried to relax him—.
—Well, I am very capable. —Stolas exclaimed as he passed through the portal with Octavia—. Know that what the newspaper says, is completely true.
—Wait what?! —They all asked in unison—.
—Octavia, then... —Loona interrupted—.
—Obviously the balm is false. —Octavia specified, entering the conversation while her eyes stared at Loona, giving her the signal not to talk too much—.
—I knew this would end up badly. —Loona replied—.
Blitzo then intervened.
—Wait wait wait. Loony, did you know?
—Yes, I found out the day you sent me to look for her, remember?
—And it didn't occur to you to tell me? —Blitzo asked incredulously—.
—Or you to me, Via? Stolas interposed with Octavia—.
—I needed to get some fresh air, and finding Loona gave me the opportunity to have someone to talk to. —She answered a little sad and annoyed, feeling briefly attacked by her father—.
—And why the hell am I going to be saying these things to you? —Loona replied to Blitzo—.
—Also, my dear imp. —Stolas looked back at Blitzo—. It's not something you had to know right away.
—But I thought… —Blitzo looks sad and despondent—.
—You thought wrong, besides… You made it very clear the other night, our relationship is purely the book. There is nothing more to discuss between you and me.
Blitzo remembers those words like daggers in his chest, he knows he said it and he knows it's a lie, but his pride that night wouldn't allow him anymore and now he had to face the consequences.
—Ok, everyone, we're getting off topic. We are trying to figure out how to help, remember? —Moxxie interrupted—.
Blitzo sought to regain his composure and return his mind to the current problem.
—Ok, I say we need to kill the crazy bitch. —Blitzo offered—.
—As much as that idea fascinates me, we're not going to do it. —Stolas intervened—.
—Besides, sir, we'd need a special weapon, and the only person with one is Striker, who, if you don't remember, tried to kill us all.
Octavia immediately put on a pale and worried look.
—D-Dad... you never told me that... When?
—Oh, at the festival. But I took care of everything, until Loona came to ruin it of course. —Blitzo gloated—.
—Shut up idiot. —Loona replied—.
—I think what Moxxie is tryin' to say is that we shoul' take some kind of countermeasure to clear Stolas' name. —Millie finally weighed in—.
—What about an equally boring newspaper article that says he didn't? —Loona asked—.
—No, that would take a whole day to publish, we must act quickly. —Blitzo countered excitedly—.
A commercial about the Hazbin Hotel was showing for the millionth time on television. This gave Loona an idea.
—How about on television?
—Great idea, Loony! —It is obvious that you are my daughter.
—Only on paper...
Stolas pondered everything they said, Loona's idea was the only one that raised his interest for a moment.
—And how do you suggest we do it? —Stolas asked—.
—I can talk to the idiots who play our commercial! —Blitzo exclaimed—.
—Are you sure about this dad? —Said Octavia, worried and fearful because of how radical the idea seemed to her, besides the fact that she was panicked by the idea of appearing on television too.
Blitzo left the scene so he could make the call.
—Hey, I have a deal for you.
A voice comes out of the phone.
—Yeah, shut up. Look, how about having a Goetian prince on your fucking channel?
…
—Yes, if it's about the fucking publication on the newspaper, why else would a Goetia appear on your stupid channel?
…
—Yeah, yeah, eat shit, see you in five.
Blitzo comes back throwing his phone in Moxxie's face yelling in success.
—Done, now get your butts ready, we will be on live television. Who is fucking ready?
—Ouch! Sir, at least you could have waited until we all agreed.
—Shut the fuck up Moxxie, we have to be there in five minutes.
—I have to be in five minutes, you mean. —Stolas interrupted—.
—Do you birdbrain? And who is going to tell you who you have to talk to? We are going now.
And so Blitzo, Stolas, and Octavia set off in a portal to the TV studio, leaving Moxxie, Millie, and Loona watching TV to see what happens. All hell would watch this show; or at least those who should see it.
—We interrupt your usual programming because we don't give a damn about what you're seeing and this is more important. It's time for an exclusive news from "666News"—
—Good evening hell creatures, I'm Katie Killjoy.
—And I'm Tom Trench, welcome to 666News.
—If any of you pieces of shit know how to read a newspaper, recently the recently divorced Stella from Ars Goetia has recently posted unpublished footage of her ex-husband having an intimate relationship with his own daughter.
—With a daughter like that, I'd trade my wife too, Katie.
—To have children you first have to be fertile, Tom.
—If she's adopted, that counts, too.
—Shut the fuck up Tom. Anyways, the news we have for you is that we have the shameless ex-husband here in the studio. The prince who has ruined his life the most as if it was a damn challenge. Stolas of Ars Goetia!
Stolas could be seen trying to maintain his composure after such an awkward newscast presentation, gulping and adjusting his clothes.
—Tell us prince. How does it feel that your daughter drugged you to have sex with you? Is it part of your fetish mechanics or is it just that you are that mediocre?
—I want to start, Katie, by saying that that part of the accusation is completely false.
—That part? So, you deliberately fuck your own daughter. Well, if one day you want to experiment, I can give you my phone number.
—No one would want to fuck with you, Tom.
Stolas tried to remain calm, but it was clear that Tom's advances and Katie's insults were making him lose his temper.
—You see, I only come to this program to make it clear that I will not be humiliated with public ridicule.
—Oh no. I think you can do that very well on your own. If our viewers remember, just a few days ago a video surfaced where he is seen at Ozzie's with an imp on a date. At that time, were you already having an affair with your daughter as well?
Stolas was about to lose his temper, so he took a deep breath and decided to say things in one fell swoop to get the hell out of there.
—I'm just here to announce and make it clear that I will marry my daughter Octavia in due time and that no number of threats or insults will change things.
Hearing the word marriage, everyone was shocked. Octavia; Blitzo, Loona, Moxxie, Millie –even Katie and Tom. As well as all live viewers. It was a funereal silence.
Stolas stood up and quietly left the set.
—There you have it ladies and gentlemen, it seems that the ex-wife was so mediocre that even her daughter is a better candidate than herself. She sure is feeling ecstatic right now knowing what a lousy woman she is.
—Your Majesty. If you're seeing this my phone is--
—Shut the fuck up Tom. This was 666News.
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