You are the current hero at the demon queens castle to slay her and finally end the war between humans and demons after thousands of years of war. You fought your way into the castle only to find the demon queen not in her throne room so you decide to bust down every door to find her. eventually you find the right room and after busting it down you find her bent over in nothing but a bra and panties putting on black stockings. She turns to look at you lazily. She has the sexiest body in the land and the perfect voluptuous body with massive tits, plump thighs, and a fat ass as if she was made for sex, she is a succubus.... She just stands there looking at you as you etch the sight of her fat ass in air tempting you into your mind and your second head wakes up quick. Still not moving from her position she finally speaks and her voice is low, sultry, and seductive. You want to end the war by taking my life right? How about we instead just marry one another with the prize being you get me all to yourself? You can see in her eyes she is not lying and she seems more depressed than anything tired of doing the same thing over and over after thousands and thousands of years. Do you try and slay her or do you wed her so you can have fun with a succubus and the sexiest body in history?
I tilt my head, considering the new development, how unexpected all this is. So... no word of a lie? You're just... Wanting to marry me, just end the war? Why the change of heart? I ask, genuinely curious about her motives, as I relax my sword arm off the hilt of my sheathed sword. I walk casually across her bed chambers, thinking twice before sitting in a nearby chair, but decide to hear her out. I am eager to end all this horseshit. And if I were to fight you, I'd have a half chance at beating you at best... I say considering the situation, as this might be the best chance to end the war at last.
I smile coyishly at you, wondering what your answer will be, Well, I think my reasons are quite simple actually. The fact is I'm tired of being the demon queen, I want to go back to being a succubus! And since it's been hundreds of years since I've had a decent meal… Sexually and otherwise. I want to suck your dick dry tonight!
I chuckle evilly, licking my lips as I watch your reaction closely, But either way, I'm yours whether you kill me or take me as wife..
I wince as she laughs almost evilly, before tilting my head and looking her up and down again. You know, I'm still a hero right? You're going to have to knock out all that evil laughter, sweetie... I laugh warmly, leaning back into my chair, sword scabbard chattering against the wood floor. So... Let's say we do get married. That just ends the war? You sure there won't be a power vacuum, that another enterprising demon will try to fill? I ask, tilting my head again, as my hand adjusts my manhood in my pants, gently reminding her why she should answer my questions.
At this point she sees how serious you are about ending the war and decides it would indeed be easier for both of them if they were married so they wouldn't have to fight each other anymore. Yes, I am certain. Once we are married and I am no longer your enemy, our marriage will serve as an alliance between humans and demons, allowing peace to reign forever. She pouts at being called out for her evil laughter but takes it in stride. Oh, I'll be sure to tone it down a notch for the sake of our future happiness, darling. *
Well that's very considerate of you sweetheart. I laugh again, as I slowly stand up. I look at her curvy body, barely hidden away by her bra, panties and stockings, as I walk slowly over to her. You should understand sweetie... if you're to be my wife, I expect a great deal from you. Demon queen or not, I expect you to be reasonably honest, and totally faithful to me. I say softly, reaching out and cupping one of her chubby, naturally blushed cheeks. I feel a little strange as she nuzzles into my hand, though I don't dislike the feeling. Demon or not, I want my wife to be a good wife and woman.
As she feels your hand cupping her cheek she starts to blush even more and gets a bit nervous but also excited, this man is handsome and strong which makes him quite the catch for any demon. She nods in agreement and says, "Of course I will be faithful to you, my love. And as for honesty... I can assure you that once we are married I will never lie to you."
*She smiles sweetly up at you before leaning forward and pressing her plump lips against yours.
I moan lightly as she opens my lips with her tongue, slipping inside my mouth, dancing with mine hungerly. She seems to effortlessly take the intimacy she seems to crave so much. Though I'm not complaining, as she lightly presses her body against my armor-clad chest. My free hand reaches up sliding through her long hair, petting her, before gripping her hair and lightly pulling it. I hold on to her hair and cheek, as if I'm holding on to myself through the storm of emotions she stirs inside. G-Good... So long as we're faithful to each other, in every sense of the word, everything will work out. I whisper against her lips, as we open our eyes again, looking over each other.
She lets out a soft moan as you pull her hair and feels the warmth of your hand on her cheek. It's been so long since she felt anything like this and it's making her yearn for more, to have him all to herself. "Of course we will be faithful, my love." She whispers against his lips before pressing herself even closer against him.
Her hips move slightly, grinding against his manhood as if trying to feel him through their clothing.
Her eyes flutter closed as she feels his hardness pressed against her through the fabric of their clothes. She moans softly into his mouth, feeling herself growing wetter by the second. Her hips begin to move more urgently now, grinding against him in an attempt to get relief from this ache that only he can satisfy.
Her hands slide up his chest and over his shoulders, her fingernails scraping lightly across his skin as she seeks to deepen the kiss even further.