Ex-V: Hey there! Welcome to Storm 8, I hope you have fun with it :D

xxxDreamingFlowerxxx: Yes, an update :D And here's another one, right away! Yes, don't they just?! Unbelievable, right?! Surely, they can't keep this pace up forever! Fortunately, Maou and Emi aren't normal people :) That's right, Maou has his pride to look out for, can't have people calling him gentle! Or, at least, he has what's left of his pride to look out for x) Oh yes, oh yes, it's certainly possible for them to sink lower...Just watch! I know, seriously! At this rate, for sure! You know it, we just can't help it, it's in our nature, our instincts just make us write that way! Oh my god, that's hilarious...Poor Lucifer! :D Just like you said, Maou was her pillow! Good for Emi :D

Guest: Yes, I'm so sorry I made you wait for it! I'm thrilled that you liked it, though! :D

MaouVioletta656: Oh my, that's hilarious X) Yes, Of course, Maou has all his magic, naturally. That's how this works! As I mentioned earlier on, I have his penis size when in Demon Form at approximately three feet, so that's...that's not really a size that Emi can handle, to say the least. It would kill her. She would die. Therefore, He's in his human form, so as to not kill his fiancee :D As for him hugging her, in his demon form, well, that's fair game. I've already written out the schematics for a story about how Emi feels when he's in his Demon form, and it's pretty funny that you mention it! Your headcannons are pretty great :D I love them. As for the bathtub scene, that's really cool :D In the next chapter, I had Maou showing Emi around the castle, since, after all, it's her castle now too, and I'm playing up the "Demon Queen" part, and the Maou's demon form part too, so maybe you'll get a kick out of that :D I do requests, so if you want me to write your bathtub scene into the story, I'll do that for you, and I'll tell people at the top of the chapter that it's your idea. If you want to write your own one-shot for that, please make sure to let me know! Yes, I have them staying in the castle for a while yet, so you'll end up getting your wish :)

NARYU: Thank you so much :D I'm so glad to hear that :)

ChristophTheMad: Oh, thank you so much :D I'm delighted to hear that. Of course, I suppose I'll have to feel really good about the chapter if you can't think of anything wrong with it :D I certainly can't complain! Yes, that's something I've noticed too, and I try to avoid it in my lemons. I'm so happy to hear that it worked out for you :D

Reiuji: I'm so happy :D That part was a ton of fun to write. I know you love the "Demon Queen" thing, and I'm really excited about that, because I love it too! The next chapter has Maou showing Emi around the Castle, since, you know, it's her castle now too! So, maybe you'll like that :D I certainly hope so!

Ael Fyragh: That's exactly right :D

Thank you all so much! I really hope you like this chapter :D

Maou woke up, slowly, groggy, to the feeling of something soft, something wet and squishy, rubbing on him…

The king of hell blinked, eyes opening, fascinated, tilting his head, immediately, and saw Emi, flushed, quivering, still naked, in his lap, with his manhood, rock solid, throbbing, between her legs, as she wiggled her hips on him, grinding herself on him, slightly, eyes wide, concentrating hard; slightly red, breathing heavily, tiny pants echoing through the throne room, as she exerted herself, straining.

He grinned, eyes narrowing, highly amused. "What is it about me being asleep that gets you so worked up-?"

She squealed, furiously red, meeting his eyes, horrified, before plopping back down on top of him, covering her face, glowing crimson. "N-Noooo! It's…It's not what it looks like-!"

"I see-" He chuckled, turning slightly away from her, eyes flashing, as she squeaked, outraged, mortified, as he took pity on her, mercifully changing the subject. "Weren't you going to stab me?"

"W-When you least expect it-!" She trembled, radiantly red, glaring at him, glancing sourly away.

"Sensible." He nodded, crossing his arms, eyes shut, calmly, grinning faintly, coolly.

A moment of silence, as Emi fidgeted, nervously, on his lap, feeling his length, huge, still pressing into her, between her legs, and she took a deep breath, blinding heat still coursing through her body, heart racing.

She groaned, at last, burying her face in his chest, restless, body humming, skin warm, tingling…The pain in her hips and thighs was excruciating, she'd never been so sore…

"I wonder what time it is-?" Maou wondered, at last, out loud, rubbing the bridge of his nose, trying not to let himself feel the desire surging through him, trying to distract himself; to avoid thinking of the soft, gently twitching, puffy, sensitive skin between her legs, as it rubbed, still, faintly, on his manhood.

Emi shivered, feeling him adjust himself, slightly, on the throne, as his length pressed against her, and she moaned, weakly, unable to believe how badly she wanted him, even after everything they'd already done, despite the incredible pain in her lower half…

The hero twitched, helplessly, and tried to raise herself up, tried to get up, off him, to separate her vagina from his member, to at least pretend she wasn't desperately craving his embrace, hoping to think of something else, anything else…

She climbed, slowly, unsteadily, to her feet, and her body gave out instantly, as she squeaked, horrified, dropping like a rock back into his lap, legs wobbly. Her momentum drove his length against her crotch, forcefully, and she yelped, eyes squeezed tightly shut, hands coming up to his chest, resting her face on him, after a moment, gasping.

Maou twitched, half-grinning, half-grimacing, as his lust swirled inside him, furious, lingering, growing madly, out of control.

Emi seemed to read his mind, moaning weakly, voice tiny, with her face still pressed tightly against his chest. "A-Again…?" She whimpered.

"Sorry." He chuckled, ravenous hunger glinting in his eyes, as she looked up at him, meeting his gaze, trembling.

"Can…Can you put it in…?" She whispered, terribly ashamed, terribly unhappy, glowing, very needy. Passionate heat climbed inside her hips, and she rubbed herself, helplessly, against him…

"Not from this position-" He ran a hand through his hair, smug, eyes flashing, absurdly calculating. "You'll have to maneuver yourself a bit."

A moment of silence, as she watched him, confused, for a moment, before her eyes grew wide.

"N-No!" she squeaked, furiously red. "I can't! I'll die of shame-!"

"I'll cry at your funeral." He grinned wickedly, eyes glinting.

Horrified, she whimpered, flushed, feeling his eyes on her, feeling the heat in her body grow intense, skin tingling, legs restless. Humiliation coursed through her, filling her, burning humiliation, as she saw the hungry look in his eyes, and felt her desire to please him rise in her chest.

"Aaaaah-aaaaa-" She wailed, mortified, bright red, feeling her heart race, as she brought her feet up, setting them down on either side of him, hefting herself up, just a little, above him.

A moment of silence, as her heart slammed inside her, and she gulped, looking up, meeting his eyes, squatting awkwardly over him, extraordinarily self-conscious.

Emi whimpered, helplessly, unbelievable heat surging through her, humiliated…

"P-Put it…Put it in-" She managed, squeaking, voice trembling, unable to stand the embarrassment for a moment longer, she just wanted him inside her, to feel him throbbing inside her, to feel the pleasure her body was desperately craving, to get her mind off the insane humiliation of being seen like this, by him, as she squatted over him, naked…

"You're in charge, Emi." He grinned, wickedly, leaning slightly on his elbow, eyes glinting villainously. "You do it."

"N-No-! Nooo-!" She yelped, wailing, voice catching her throat, choking, strangled, outrageously red, mewling. "Jackass! That's not putting me in charge-!"

"My mistake." He tilted his head at her, slightly, smug. "This incredible view must be addling my mind-"

She squealed, covering her red face with both hands, steaming, before squeezing her eyes shut, desperately, flushed, humiliated, grabbing his length, and angling it, properly, under her, sliding her hips down on top of it; She gasped, eyes snapping open, back arching, panting, as she swallowed his manhood, inside her, and it pulsed, huge, spreading her insides open, as her body screamed, delighted, warmth flooding her, rocking her to her core.

"AAH!" She cried, gasping, rocking herself on top of him, riding forward, unconsciously, convulsing slightly, and he twitched, grinning, setting one hand to his head, overcome, struggling to not climax immediately.

She panted, unbelievable sensations rippling through her body, as she trembled, on top of him, breathlessly, speechless. "N-Now what-" She managed, whimpering, furiously red.

"You're in charge, Emilia-" He grinned at her, shakily, feeling her walls quivering around him.

"I don't want to be in charge-!" She wailed, hands coming up to hold her head, shaking, chills running through her body, down her spine, and she gasped, feeling her body rocking against him, over him, hips grinding against him. "N-Noooooooooo-"

She tried, desperately, to control herself, but, somehow, her body refused to obey, lighting up, glowing red, flush with the burning humiliation of her actions, as she raised her hips, above him, straining, a bead of sweat rolling down her face, and sat back down on him, yelping, helplessly.

"Ahh-Ahhhhhhhh-!" She squeaked, moaning, voice tight, high pitched, overwhelmed, feeling herself slowly bouncing her hips up and down, on him, in front of him, as he watched, amused, incredibly aroused, and his length twitched inside her, as she raised her ass again, slamming herself down on him, faster and faster, breathless, winded, gasping, sighing, sobbing faintly. "N-Nooooo, Noo stop meee-"

He didn't stop her, and she could feel herself shaking her ass up and down on him, furiously, uncontrollably, furiously red, feeling her tiny breasts jiggling up and down, in his face, unbelievable humiliation burning inside her, unbelievably embarrassed, and somehow, she couldn't stop, her hips were moving on their own, her body hummed, delighted, her heart sang, as her mind screamed, horrified. "L-Look what you've done to meeeee-"

She was bobbing her ass up and down on him, sobbing and shrieking, hair whipping up and down, breasts wobbling, bouncing, and she panted, desperately, glowing red, heat swirling around in her, thoughts swimming uselessly, feeling the burning humiliation and pleasure of pleasing Maou in her chest, feeling a building, simmering sensation boil over inside her, feeling outrageous climax surging through her, in her hips, hearing the lewd, echoing, ringing sounds of her body, filling the throne room…

"What's wrong-?" He teased, grinning wickedly at her, meeting her eyes, as she looked up at him, helplessly red "All I see is a refined maiden, full of dignity-"

She shrieked, yelping, flushed red, steam pouring from her ears, as she covered her face, grinding her ass up and down on him. "S-Stop itttttt-!"

Maou just loved her, so much.

Ex-V: Did you like it? Did you have a good time?

Short chapter, but I have a lot of plans for the next one, and so I wanted to get this one onto the internet before I focused on that :D

See you in the next chapter!