This grew from a Drabble Cascade for the word “refex”;
A Not Uncommon Addiction. After I’d posted it my plunny decided, wait there’s more and change that sentence. Plunnys can be insistent. So this was created. It’s still (G, m/m), but now it’s (mpreg, demon/human)
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Title: A Not Uncommon Addiction (G, demon/human, mpreg)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 400
“Caffeine,” I gasped reflexively. “I need caffeine.”
Kyle pushed a mug towards me, sweet coffee’s aroma steaming from it, his finger looped through the handle so I couldn’t make it mine.
“What?” I croaked in confusion.
“There’s a cost.” The smug bastard said giving a small tug to the mug around which my hands were fastened desperately. Kyle stepped to behind me, probably because thwarting my consumption of coffee in the morning is dangerous, pressing the hardness of his body to mine. “Not right now, but after your second cup, Mr. Hyde. I prefer my demons human.”
Sipping, I smiled.
Kyle grinned, “You’d think a demon would be immune to addictions of this sort.”
“Why? Demons are just as prone as others. I’m addicted to you aren’t I,” I tried.
Purring, “Ah, but I’m special,” Kyle returned. “You said so.” He curled his arms around me and humped me a few times but not too energetically because coffee in the morning is a terrible thing to waste. His mug was already washed and air drying in the drainer, my evil beloved bastard who teases in the morning before coffee.
Turn about is only fair. “You are special,” I said with a lilt to my voice before draining my mug and holding it up for more. I waited until the hot nectar was refilled, taking a large sip and moaned. I smiled because Kyle couldn’t help himself. Still holding the coffee carafe high and out of danger, Kyle rubbed himself against me. His hard interested length pressing into my side where I sat on the breakfast barstool. “So special that I need to prove it to you… later. Anticipation lends itself to a little afternoon delight.”
A growl worthy of a demon grew in my consort’s chest, “If you think you are getting out of that door without fucking the hell out of me before you leave …” Kyle stopped and astounded me by picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder.
You have to understand, I’m the demon of this family, Kyle’s the human. He may be big but I’m bigger and heavier and broader. I began to see where this might be leading and made rapid calculations. Yes, the back bedroom would be the right size, far enough away but not too far for hearing and besides they make these monitor spells.
Simply put, Kyle was in heat.
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