Exspecta Inexspectata [private for me and SleepyButt]

[zajawa]

Name: Ashimagari, the Second Prince of Hell
Age: 135
High: 174 cm
Weight: 72 kg
Hair: White
Eyes: Silver
Race: Higher demon
Powers: Wind and nature based magic.
Wears: Stylish and lavish clothes.
Weapon: Magic and knives.
Other: Big tattoo over his back. Pierced right ear. Two small scars under his left eyes.

Personality: Very fierce in combat. His favourite weapon are covered with poison knives. Quite greedy at times and can be merciless when needed (but only then). Grouchy raiser yet not bereft of sense of humor when not sleepy. Quite kinky demon.

The world: https://worldofalexiapraks.files.wor...p-version2.jpg

Little Extra: When Ashimagari was a really young spirit he simply entangled the legs of travelers, their anger giving him power. Then he was able to create a soul-sucking plant which people of Oriens called Furutsubaki-no-rei. Even if he was the Second Prince of Hell he still didn't want to leave any doubt that he was nothing less than his brother.

Additional information: Only the upper plane of Hell can be found on the human's realm but is heavily guarded.

[SleepyButt]

Name: Romanovich Raskolnikov
Age: 28
Height: 195 cm
Weight: 89 kg
Hair: Jet Black
Eyes: Honey/Light Brown
Race: Human
Powers: Augmented with Super Strength and Rapid Cell Regeneration
Wears: https://terriblefashion.files.wordpr...pg?w=500&h=686
Weapon: Strength and Blade of Mercyhttp://bloodborne.wiki.fextralife.co...e_of_mercy.jpg
Other: Tattoo on his Right Shoulder of Ashimagari Owner Marker

Personality: Very quiet and reserved. He prefers to not talk much, unless he feels the need to, but he is kind at heart. Within battle, he is cold and calculated. He bides his time, examining his enemy and searching for any potential weaknesses. Once he finds an opening, he strikes. He firmly believes that rushing into battle is not courageous, but stupid and only one way to get yourself killed.

Little Extra: He speaks Russian and actually prefers to speak it for the most part.

[zajawa]

 

His castle, unlike the mansions of siblings or his father, was surrounded by greenery. With his magic he was able to make the weather conditions right for the nature to grow safely. The style of the building was all taken from ancient Oriens architecture, the time he was still a young spirit. It brought back many memories.. and he wouldn't be a able to resign from it. After all there were many people that he was grateful to. And Ashimagari didn't forget things like that. In contrast to some of the higher demons his promise was worth everything. He never, as long as he was alive, didn't break one. And he never would.

Right now the higher demon was taking his sweet time in the warm bath in one of the places he designed by himself. It was quite exclusive since he was the only person using it.. other than some of his servants in a form of reward.



Enjoying himself he thought of all the things that happened that day. Sure.. having a high position in the demon society had his pros but there were also cons of it. If not for his white hair and demons slowly aging he should have gray hair by now. Sighing softly he looked at his perfect feet, playing with them in the water. The time he was alone was the only time that Ashimagari could do something like that without it becoming a rumor. Alone or with his manly, strong slave. That was time he really relaxed and enjoyed himself.

Smirking lustfully at the thought of his slave he knew he should soon be here. After all Ashimagari gave him time for himself but odered to come here around noon.

[SleepyButt]

Romanovich laid under the silken sheets of his master’s bed, memories of the night before flooding his mind. He was half awake by now, but struggled with wanted to wake up. It wasn't until he heard a knock at the door that he finally arose. He lazily removed the sheets from his body, exposing his perfect, nude male physique. He body was sculpted perfectly but it was all due to the labor and time he put into it. All those hours of training and manual labor have rewarded him with a body that would make any man envious. He made his way towards the door and opened it up to see one of the maids standing at the entrance. She was a type of half breed, possibly half cat folk and half elf. Romanovich didn’t speak up, instead she merely told him the Master would like to see him in his private bath. Unphased by the male nudeness, she turned on ball of his heels and walked away. Romanovich knew to obey when the master asked of him, and he closed the door and put on a basic tunic, leather hose, and a pair of leather boots.

Within a few minutes, Romanovich was at the changing room of his Master’s private bath. It was quiet, with the exception of the sounds of light splashing coming from the bath. Romanovich walked over towards a bench on the wall that had some regal clothing in a neat little pile, no doubt the Master’s. Right next to it was a small towel, which Romanovich assumed was for him. He began to slowly remove his clothing, once again exposing himself to the fresh breeze that ran from the bath. He had no quarrels with being nude, seeing it as something completely natural for him. He took a hold of the towel and merely throw it over onto his shoulder. He heard a bit more splashing before walking to the bath and seeing his Master sitting in the water, alone. Ashimagari was his name, though Romanovich never called him by his name unless instructed too. In fact, Romanovich rarely saw anyone call him by his name unless it was one of his bothers or father come to visit. Everyone within the walls of his castle called his either Lord or Master.

It was strange to think of this demon as his child, but Romanovich didn’t questions providence. His fate was meant for Ashimagari and it was his Master’s will that he was serve. He made his way over towards the bath, looking on to his Master with a reverent gaze. “Apologies, Masters, for my tradieness.” Romanovich stepped within the waters, next to his Master awaiting anything further from the demon prince.

[zajawa]

Ashimagari relaxed in the warm water some more. Sighing softly he closed his eyes, taking in just how quiet it was around him right now. Reaching to his thigh he slowly touched himself there and slowly went up only to end his small travel on his balls and then touching his hole. Smirking to himself he thought of the previous night.

Even after such a night his hair were as close to a perfection as they could simply be. Since today he didn't plan on doing anything more than lazy around the demon prepared for himself a kimono and under it, after all who would know beside him, some lewd underwear. It was all waiting in the changing room for him. Even a demon prince needed a day free now and then.

With every silent moment his body relaxed... and soon there could be seen a soft smile playing on his pale lips while his silver eyes looked around. Yes.. area under his authority was simply beautiful. There was no way he would change it in those gloomy looking volcanic rocks mixed with some hellish fire.

When his handsome slave joined him Ashimagari couldn't help but smile. Such a strong, handsome male. It was simply a pleasure to just look at him. And his thick cock.. It made him drool instantly.
"It is all fine. Now come and sit next to me. Rub my arms some so I could enjoy my rare free day some more", he said softly, smiling quite pleasantly at the other male.

[SleepyButt]

Romanovich did as he was asked and sat right next to his Master, taking a hold of his free arm, massaging it lightly. His ministrations were deliberate, but he took caution not to apply to much pressure, lest it make his Master uncomfortable. As Romanovich did this, he looked over his Master’s body, taking in his beautiful features. The boy was extremely young looking, his skin as smooth and taut. Most of his time was spent within the castle walls, which in turn meant he rarely stepped out into the sun. For that, his skin was quiet pale, but not overly pale. It was a fair tone which reminded Romanovich of the beautiful white snow in his home country of Dardania. His Master had soft facial features which made him looks quiet effeminate, but that hardly spoke of his character. Ashimagari was stern and commanding, ever showing that he was not a ruler to be taken advantage of. It was an endearing trait and it showed that his was much different them the rest of his siblings, whom used their looks to demand attention, where Ashimagari commanded attention.

Before Romanovich knew, his hands where on his Master’s back, rubbing and massaging the other male’s body. It was enjoyable and a warmth as he placed his hands on his Master’s back. Perhaps it was the water and the heat, but he soon found himself becoming slightly aroused by the entire sight. It made his embarrassed, but he hardly showed his emotions through his facial expressions. His cheeks slight flushed as he felt the blood travel towards his groin, a burning desire welling up deep within. Flashbacks of last night flooded back in and it didn’t help that the images continued to torment him. Never had Romanovich felt something physical for another man, but when it came to his Master, he couldn’t help but feel these things. It wasn’t because he swore himself to his Master, but it was a genuine attraction to the other male.

Of course, perhaps it wasn’t only him that felt the same thing at the moment. He looked over the boy’s shoulder and noticed his growing arousal. Seeing it only spurred Romanovich that much more. It was strange the first time, but by this point, the feeling felt natural for Romanovich. He gave himself to his Master, whatever it may be.

By this point, Romanovich’s erection was rudely poking his Master’s backside, and the flush on his face only grew to cover most of his face, as a powerful lust glazed over himself like honey.

[zajawa]

Ashimagari couldn't help but sigh at the careful attention given to his joints. Slowly aging or not his muscles still felt the everyday stress. Choosing Ro, as he sometimes called him, as his slave was the best idea he ever had. Since his siblings were rather... hot headed and not fitting to do the more delicate politically and hard tasks, his father was leaving that to him. Sure that the most of it was still being done by the King of Hell yet he liked to leave some of the job to the more capable of his children. Ashimagari had eight brothers. One much older and the other seven younger. Also there was his sister. She was older than him as well. His two older siblings were a good warriors but in politics they would do more bad than good. All of them were given the libido of their father resulting in many delicious gossips. In this case Ashimagari was the only one that never engaged in anything with the residents of Hell. He was known as human and elf lover and thus looked down on by some. Yet they learnt quite quickly that even if his looks isn't intimidating he wasn't someone who could be ignored or ridiculed easily. And it always was coming with a price for those that liked to work their tongues too much with talking rubbish about him. The whitehaired prince had his informators everywhere and knew everything that was happening. That was also his job. Sometimes he sent Ro for this and that but most of a time he liked to have him close.

So now, when he at last could have some free time, he purred as his slave massaged his muscles. It lasted a while but then he flinched as something poked his back. Opening his eyes he looked behind and then grinned like a devil himself... while also some colour showed on his cheeks.
"Now, now.. What do we have here, pet?", he asked, his tone all warm as he reached to the thick, big cock and stroked it slowly. "I wonder what caused it? Would you maybe want to tell me that? You can talk dirty if you want~ I wouldn't mind today~"

Ashimagari couldn't help but to lick his lips. Because of their heigh and build differences his slave's body was perfect for him. Whenever the thick thing was deep inside him he could see his flat stomach buldge and that became one of the prince's biggest kinks. There was no man he liked more than his strong slave and it almost was like his insides remembered his shape so perfectly that nothing else wouldn't feel so good. Blushing as he thought about it Ashimagari felt his hole twitch as if already would crave the other male.

[SleepyButt]

Romanovich growled deeply as he felt those familiar tiny hands wrap around his sensitive member. A shiver ran down his spine as he felt his Master’s touch and the slow strokes spurred him on. Listening to his Master speak to him only made him that much more nervous, being called his pet seemed to irritate Romanovich so much, but it was something that also excited him. “I’m sorry, Master, for my impertinence. I didn’t mean to, but I can’t help but keep my desires from you.” Romanovich reached for his Master’s hand and removed it, soon wrapping his arms around the other male and taking him into an embrace, feeling his erection rub up against the small of his Master’s back. He bent his head down into the boy’s neck, planting soft kisses and suckling softly at him. “Master smells wonderful today.” Romanovich continued to peck lovingly at the nape of his Master’s neck, quickly finding his hands romancing further south towards his Master’s malehood.

He wrapped his strong hand around the boy’s length and carefully massaged it from tip to base. At the same time, his own was raging as he kept a motion of rubbing it up against his Master’s back. The scene was erotic and sensual, but Romanovich was being sweet and caring, taking care of his Master’s needs. Soon his breathing became heavy and low, as a deep growl escaped from his lips. “I hope you enjoyed last night Master. I strive to serve you and want to do all I can for you. My all is yours to do with as you please.” He brought his lips up towards the other male ears, softly whispering, “You need only ask.”

[zajawa]

The low growl escaping that muscled chest made him shudder. His giant was so always ready for him. He remembered the first days after acquiring his slave. He was so full of fight and pride! It was sexy and oh so irritating at the same time. Step after step they both learnt. Romanovich what could give him going against him and Ashimagari that his pet had his weak spots he could use to break him a bit at the time without needing to hurt him physically.

Smiling at what was being said he enjoyed those strong arms around his body. When he was much younger it weighed on his mind that he was so delicate but by now he learnt to appreciate it. It made him even happier now since for Romanovich it was enough to look at him to give him a hard on. The exact same one that was now rubbing against his back.
"Now, thank you very much my precious", he purred only to moan softly as the warm breath and lips teased his neck and then his ear. "Yes. I crave for you. Need you inside me to make me scream in bliss like yesterday.. Would you grant me that wish?"
Normally he would punish his pet in some way since he didn't talk dirty like he wanted him to.. but there was no toys here.. That and the other was really sweet right now. Ashimagari wanted to enjoy that a bit more.

[SleepyButt]

Romanovich smirked at little at his Master’s lack of will power when it came to his slave’s sex. Romanovich pulled his hand off of Ashimagari’s rod and brought it up to his chin, gently turning his head to look into the other eyes. They were dazed and filled with a dirty desire, which only urged Romanovich on. He looked into those beautiful silver eyes, watching as they moved hastily around. “If my Master wills it, I shall grant it.” Romanovich pulled the boy in, slowly leaning in and soon planting his lips gently on the others. It was a passionate kiss, and Romanovich quickly found himself aching to enter his Master.

The kiss lasted for a good while, until Romanovich couldn’t stand it any longer. He pulled himself from his Master and inhaled deeply before continuing. “Master, I can’t hold back anymore.” Romanovich knew he couldn’t either. He maneuvered the boy around and pulled him into his lap, rubbing his hands up and down the other back, watching as his rod twitched under the water. It maybe Romanovich quiver with joy and his body reacted the same. With his Master in his lap, he was feeling nervous, his body soon quickly confused as to how to act. It was like he was experiencing his first time again, which also happened to be with Ashimagari.

“Master, I would like to enter you now, please.” Romanovich was blushing deeply, feeling embarrassed but also excited. For all his size and cold demeanor, Romanovich was a little soft around the edges. It was probably his biggest downfall, but he was normal good about working with it, when it didn’t involve such intimate moments.