He had never been with someone that excited him this much. It wasn't that she was forbidden, being a demon, although that might have been part of it. It was that she gave herself to him even after all she had been through and all he had done that melted his heart. They kissed, their hands unwrapping and unfastening bows and catches of clothing, the soft cloth piling around them until both were nude. He stroked her cheek like he had before, smiling that the tears were gone.
"You're smooth," she sighed, stroking the part of him that curved up towards his belly.
"Should I be different?" He kissed her throat and she moaned.
"No. I don't want to hurt anymore. It's good that you're like this."
"Good." His hand touched her below and she jerked her hips in response.
"Ah! Sh - Shota!"
"I'm thinking you've never had sex in human form, am I right?"
"What's happening to me?!"
"That's a yes." He carefully, slowly used his hand to stimulate her, bringing her to heights she could not have imagined. His fingers stroked open her body, rubbing in tight, hard little circles on that bundle of nerves that gave her the most delight. Before long she was wrapping her legs around him and begging for him to take her.
Aizawa gleefully complied.
Half human, half demon, he had never thought to mate with another. His first thought was that he would bring a monster into the world, or a halfling like himself that had no home with either race. None of this mattered, or, rather, it did as he thrust into her body. He lost himself in the age old desire to breed, to love another so completely that one might give a piece of themselves towards new life. He realized before he completely gave in to the pleasure that he had fallen so fast, so deeply, that this was meant to be.
Aizawa growled and his eyes flashed red, his hair swirling upright in his pleasure. His lover dug her nails in his back, squeezed him tight with her thighs and cried out, muffling the sound by pressing her lips on his. He could feel her tail lashing behind them as she came.
They collapsed as one onto the futon, panting and satisfied in more ways than one.
Early that morning the demon hunter took the little bottle from his belt and shook it. "Hizashi. Come out."
The thunder demon yawned. "Ah, thank god. I thought you two were gonna go at it all night."
"Hizashi!"
"What? It's hard to sleep with that going on."
Aizawa took several long, cleansing breaths. "Get over here before I change my mind about this." He grasped the demon's wrists and the cuffs fell off.
Hizashi froze. "You - you just..."
"I can't free her and keep you enslaved. It wouldn't be right."
"I can go?" His green eyes shone with joy.
"If you want, yes." Aizawa smiled then as Elly entered the room. She had washed and changed into the soft robe the inn had provided.
"You two mind if I hang around?" He grinned. "My family's kind of a bunch of assholes and... well, I was starting to think we might be friends."
She hugged him. "Of course you can."
"First day as my woman and already making decisions for me." He chuckled ruefully. "All right, Let's get going."
"Where?"
Aizawa rubbed the back of his neck, staring out at the bright blue sky. "I condemned a lot of demons. Maybe I should go back and check to see if they truly deserved it."
"With our help."
"Don't make me regret it already," he said sourly. Elly laughed softly and squirmed under his arm while the thunder demon walked on ahead, out the double doors and into the sunshine of the new day.
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