Demon’s Snare

	The chains jingled for the umpteenth time as Firebrand tried to reposition himself, his arms hung above his head from the lightly glowing blue chains cuffed to his wrists. The red demon tilted his pointed head back to look at the chains that attached to the wall by use of magic with his glowing white eyes. His pointed muzzle turned down to look over himself once again, devoid of his customary bracelets on his wrists and ankles as well as his loincloth. His bright red body was punctured by his deeper red nipples, pert from the cold air in this dungeon of sorts, and his thick trail of teal pubes. Having to spread his legs and kneel from the position he was in, he got a good view of his endowment, thick and long uncut gargoyle dick resting on plump balls. He was by no means ashamed to be naked, it was even considered typical for demons to not even bother covering their genitals from others. A slight grin made it’s way to his face as he reminisced  on some of his lovers, screaming his name, begging for more.
	His wings, gray boned with blue membrane, shuffled a bit as he tilted his head, his pointed ears picking up noise. Then the door opened and in walked his rival, Arma. The other gargoyle was ashen over most of his body, the exception being his underbelly. That was a yellow, akin to a bird’s beak, covering his pectoral and abs. And like a bird, his muzzle seemed to form one and his wing membranes were made from feathers, though the skeletal structure was like Firebrand’s own. Large bat-like ears adorned the head, the glowing blue of his eyes glaring at the red demon intently. Said gargoyle took note of the other’s stance, akin to animal legs with raptor bird feet. Though something that did take Firebrand’s notice was the other’s bared dick. Uncut, girthy and long like his own, it was dark blue with a purple head laying over ashen gray balls. At the crown was a raven black bush, extending up to the navel area and his eyes glanced over darker yellow nipples. It seemed Arma was one of those that didn’t prefer simple loincloths.
	A smirk graced the darker gargoyle’s muzzle before it opened to speak. “Truly a sight to see. Firebrand the mighty, fallen and chained. It is too bad no one is here to see your humiliation.”
	Firebrand narrowed his eyes at his rival, growling a little. The gray demon just chuckled. “Now, now, I won’t kill you. Yet. I have something far better in mind for you.” With that, Arma raised his arm, bracelet gleaming as a blue glow formed about the hand. The red gargoyle glared at the other’s blue eyes before he felt something tugging in his mind. Too late, the demon realized Arma was doing something to his mind, making it haze over with an unknown desire. Firebrand tried to look away from the glowing hand, the glowing eyes but could not. The demon’s mouth parted, letting his tongue hang as he heaved ragged breaths. His hands curled into fists before relaxing, repeating this as he struggled for control. It was a lost cause and before the red gargoyle knew it, he was under whatever spell Arma had cast upon him.
	Yet, Firebrand didn’t feel different. He blinked once, his mind fuzzy. Then the heat came. Being a fire demon meant he was use to heat but this was a different kind. Shaking, the gargoyle swayed some, chains rattling as his gaze unfocused a few times. A fire ran through his body as he let out soft noises of discomfort. Then the fire moved directly between his legs, his breathing becoming more labored as he watched his dick rise. The foreskin slowly peeled off his bulbous cock head until it was erect, throbbing with his frantic heartbeat and already drops of pre dripped from his tip. A strange, unnatural whine emanated from Firebrand, his arms yanking at the restraints as he lightly humped the air. He needed relief from this torture!
	A bemused noise drew the red demon’s attention. Gazing up, the gargoyle panted, looking over Arma’s naked, chiseled body before he pulled at his restraints again. This time towards the gray demon, his attention centered on the already half hard blue dick. Firebrand hadn’t noticed how dry his throat had gotten and he had a terrible itch inside of him, knowing full well a dick up his ass would scratch it. Fuck, he needed that cock. The gray gargoyle smirked as he got closer, standing just out of reach of the straining Firebrand.
	“You want it badly, don’t you?” There was a purr to Arma’s voice, one that spoke of enjoyment. The red gargoyle nodded eagerly before the blue dick was placed over his snout. Firebrand breathed in the natural smell of his rival, groaning before his tongue slithered out to lap at the gray orbs. Taking in one, he suckled on it, tugging and nipping as he heard the hissing from above. Slimy pre poured onto his face, but the red demon didn’t care one bit as he did the same to the other side. Firebrand watched as the cock pulled back, the foreskin bunching around the purple head as the trail left a smear of the pre down his pointed muzzle. His maw watered some as the tip rested just on his beaked tip and he couldn’t wait for Arma to speak. Instead, he drew back and took the head in, tongue lashing at the cumslit and circling the head in the skin while sucking. When the pre oozed into his mouth, Firebrand let out a mighty moan, vibrating the tip as he craved the salty, warm liquid. He couldn’t wait as he took in more of the length, getting half way before he pulled off and pushed on even deeper. He kept taking more in with every bob of his head until he hit the thick, soft bush at the base. There was an exhale from the gray gargoyle above as the red demon used his tongue to lash around the dick, eyes closing to slits as his fingers curled along with his toes. He huffed in the cloying smell from the pubes before he backed off to the head, sliding his appendage along the underside before he delved back down.
	Hands grabbed at either side of his head and Firebrand knew what was expected of him. He picked up his pace, bobbing along the full length with the gray demon bucking his hips along with the sliding. It wasn’t long before the claws dug into the red gargoyle’s skin to hold him still while Arma pumped in and out of the pointed muzzle. Pre leaked heavier than before, thicker, as the red demon gulped it down along with the cock head. His own need bobbed as he lightly humped the air, pre splattering the ground. Suddenly, the gray demon was pulling Firebrand’s head down with every mighty thrust and the red gargoyle’s eyes glimmered with want before they shut. He took in the smells and sounds and motions, enjoying it before he heard the shuddering groan from above. Seed blasted onto the back of his throat, which Firebrand greedily guzzled down. He could feel as the warm, salty drink as it went down and filled his stomach, relieving his parched gullet, yet making the need between his cheeks rise to new levels. Moaning around the thick shaft, the red gargoyle opened his eyes to see the thick bush before his gaze ran up to the half lidded eyes of Arma. Chest heaving, the gray gargoyle pulled out with a slurp, leaving a whining Firebrand with saliva and cum leaking from his lips. The red demon watched the gray one get to his knees before hands were running over his body. He shuddered as the claws lightly pinched, twisted and rubbed his nipples. Then the hands trailed over his abdomen and ruffled his pubes. When they circled around his genitals, he let out a soft cry of need. The smirk on Arma’s face told him that the gray gargoyle was doing this on purpose. Claws ran up his inner thighs and Firebrand struggled to feel them on his dick. Then he got his wish, as a hand wrapped around his throbbing length. Already the red demon could feel his orgasm right at the base of his shaft.
	Arma seemed to know that too, as his hand unraveled to leave the gargoyle straining for more. The gray demon descended, Firebrand shivering before inhaling sharply when hot air rushed along his length. His cock jumped and spurted pre onto the other’s beak like muzzle. Fingers encircled his base, then a tongue ran from the bottom to the tip of the red demon’s dick. Shuddering, Firebrand was on edge, a single motion would lead him to his end. Warm air wrapped around his length as the tongue started a second pass and it was over for the red gargoyle. His head tilted back as his pulsing dick shot cum straight into the gray demon’s maw, the tongue never stopping on it’s upward progression. It was torture, both it’s slow trek and the lack of it when Arma pulled back at the end of Firebrand’s orgasm. His chest heaved as he focused on the spinning ceiling. This…wasn’t right, was it? The red gargoyle grasped at the notion but it vanished when his vision stopped circling and the need came back. Firebrand looked back down to see the gray gargoyle had gotten back up. Streaks of seed coated the beak as well as cum leaking from the edges. Fuck, that was hot. He couldn’t stop himself as he leaned forward and cleaned the upper part of Arma’s beak. His taste wasn’t as good, but he figured many demons felt the same about that. Someone else’s seed always was a better one than their own.
	The gray gargoyle smiled deviously before he stood and got behind the bound Firebrand. Looking back over his shoulder, the red gargoyle’s legs were forced further apart and the gray demon got nearly prone. Realization crossed his mind a split second before the tongue slowly licked from his balls up to his tailbone. The red demon shuddered, claws digging into his ass and spreading them as the tongue circled and lapped at his hole. Hands clenched as his arousal grew hard again, having flagged a little. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to hump the air or push onto the beak. The answer was clear once the tongue slithered into his rear, pushing back into the other gargoyle as he rattled the chains overhead.  It snaked along his innards, lapping and scraping as his need started to leak again. Then it was pumping as  Firebrand once again looked back over his shoulder. All he could see were the wings and the ass. Fuck, that ass looked tight. Right now, though, he wanted more than a tongue as he rode the demon’s beak.
	Then the tongue was gone. The red gargoyle whimpered before groaning as the slimy appendage licked up his back. He let out a cry as his shoulder was bitten into, feeling the tongue lapping at the wounds as a few droplets wound down his back. Once it was licked clean, the gray demon stood properly and came around to the red demon’s front. A smirk was on Arma’s face as he bent over and grabbed Firebrand’s legs. Before he knew it, the red gargoyle was in the air, legs resting on the gray demon’s shoulders. As the gray gargoyle slid forward, his thick rod became apparent as it prodded Firebrand’s taint. A single hand went down to the black crowned base as it guided the slick shaft down the crack until it was lined with the red demon’s hole. The red gargoyle shivered, his body getting wet from sweat before letting out a gasp. Arma wasn’t waiting as he had slipped in with pressure. There was no pausing, the gray gargoyle sliding inch after inch deeper into Firebrand, who was loving it immensely. It was relieving the insanity that was the itch in him, though it would need to go away.  Then the hair tickled his ass and the white eyes looked down his body to meet with blue ones. A feral grin formed beneath those eyes before the gray demon pulled back to his head and slammed back in. Firebrand let out another cry, his cock launching out pre onto his chest as Arma repeated his action second time, then a third. The pace was set, the gray gargoyle hammering into the red demon with full length, balls slapping.
	The red gargoyle was beside himself, the sounds and smells of sex in the room growing ever stronger. He could practically taste the musk, writhing as much as he could while chained and held by his muscular rival. Nagging thoughts were interrupting his blissful ass pounding, images of Arma’s firm rump and how he should be the one smashing that ass. The haze in his mind seemed to be lifting a little, though he was still lost in the swinging he was doing as he pushed back into the pumping gray gargoyle. Again, he was feeling the pressure build at the base of his dick, his balls lifting a little every thrust. The constant scraping to his pleasure spot was ruining any attempt at holding back, clenching around the invading shaft. The shift between dominant and submissive, though, was helping him hold out. He endured as the rutting changed pace to be faster and harder, the gray demon’s heaving chest gleaming from his own sweat as he got closer.
	It took a while still, with Arma continuously getting rougher, growling and clawing at Firebrand’s skin, sawing away at that tight red ass. It was no surprise that the red gargoyle was the first to orgasm. Yet another cry escaped him as he spasmed about the pumping dick, his own cock shooting ropes of his seed onto his chest and stomach.  Every thrust jolted him, launching his cum further before the gray demon joined the red in bliss. The gray gargoyle let out a roar as opposed to the cry as warm liquid splattered the red demon’s innards. He kept humping a few more times before he rested at the hilt, seed now splashed on his own groin while it leaked from the abused hole of Firebrand. There was soft spattering as cum hit the floor but it was easily unnoticed from the two panting demons, trying to return to a decent point. It wasn’t long, though, before the gray gargoyle pulled himself out. The red gargoyle groaned lowly, wishing the shaft had stayed put but also getting to the point he wanted to have his cock buried to the hilt now. His mind was clawing to escape whatever spell had been placed on him and it seemed to be working. Vision was spinning a little but he wasn’t truly aware of his surroundings until he was placed back onto the ground. He looked up at Arma, seeing the exhaustion starting to form. Yet the smirk was still there, obviously not done “humiliating” the rival of red.
	The gray demon got up close again before turning around. Firebrand got a full view of Arma’s ‘moon’ before it was pressed against his muzzle. The red gargoyle got a deep breath in of the gray one’s scent, even stronger than before and the stirring between his legs was rising again. When the rear ground up against his snout more, the red demon understood and let his tongue out to slide up the balls and taint and over the entrance. The taste was thick and Firebrand desired more. His tongue ran up and down over the hole, circling and prodding before it slithered in. Arma let out a hiss when he did, low noises of desire emitting from the gray gargoyle as the red one probed and lapped the hot inner walls. Already he was hard and wanting for more. When the gray demon pulled away, Firebrand hummed lightly to himself, eyes lidding. He was thinking clearly now, or rather, as clearly as a sex driven mind can think clearly. The control on him was nearly over. A light snap of Arma’s fingers and the red demon was dropped to the floor, not quite realizing his chains had been removed. He landed on his wing funny, nerves tingling in it before he was able to barely reposition himself to let his wings out fully before the gray demon was pressing him to the floor. One of the hands that had pushed on his chest moved back to grab his length before the gray gargoyle was positioning himself to be impaled. With yet another cry from Firebrand, he was fully hilted within his hissing rival.
	Arma didn’t waste time, raising himself up with both claws digging into the red gargoyle’s chest and his legs bunching before dropping himself hard onto the shaft. He could feel as his foreskin was pulled around the head of his dick, making Firebrand moan lowly, his body still hot even without the spell holding him. Up and down the gray demon rode, a hand moved to jerk off while riding and the red demon bucked his hips up against the falling ass. One of his hands moved to Arma’s side, claws lightly digging in as his other balled into a fist on the ground, gouges in the stone floor from how his hand curled. Firebrand was no novice in trickery, though he would admit he was enjoying himself being ridden like this. He kept up the charade of lust, an easy enough feat, as the gray demon leaned forward more and sped up while losing the power of slamming down. A groan came from Firebrand before he smirked up at his rival. A moment of confusion crossed the gray gargoyle’s face and it was the moment the red demon was waiting for.
	With all of his strength, the red gargoyle threw himself upwards, toppling his rider. Sliding from the used hole, Firebrand pounced on Arma, who grabbed ahold of the red demon and rolled. Prepared, the red gargoyle rolled again as he grasped the other’s arms. The gray demon attempted yet another roll in the other direction, which did shake Firebrand a little before he once more flipped them and pinned Arma to the ground with his legs spread, chest to chest. Resignation dawned on the gray demon as he accepted he was beaten now. Even with all the sex, the red gargoyle was powerful. And to prove his dominance, he bent down and drug his tongue along Arma’s throat. The pulse there was quick, probably from the scuffle and the prior fucking. The red demon thrust his cock against the other’s, making the gray gargoyle let out a groan.  Firebrand pumped his hips a few times, sliding their two dicks across each other before his hands lightly clawed down the wrists and the red demon was lower. Using his hips, the red gargoyle dipped his dick beneath Arma’s balls and slid along the cleft in the gray cheeks until he felt a light give. A devious smile played across his muzzle as the gray gargoyle inhaled with realization before grunting with rough entry. Getting his head in easily, Firebrand didn’t waste time either before shoving in to his hilt. The accompanied “fuck” was enough for the red demon to feel like his old self again.
	Thrusting, Firebrand kept his rival pinned, sawing into the cocky gray demon. He kept his lidded gaze on Arma’s face, reading the lines of anger from being forced into submission with the desire of being fucked hard. The red gargoyle shifted around now and then, trying to find the right angle before he shoved in and the gray gargoyle arched, letting out a gasp. Having found the spot, the red demon plowed into it again and again, watching the blue eyes fill with unbridled lust. And with a cheeky grin, Firebrand hilted and ground himself against the deliciously firm rear of his rival. Needless to say, Arma was furious at that, growling lowly. All the red demon did was smile deviously.
	“Making me beg, are you?” The words were a growl as he spat them out. “Fine. Fuck me, you bastard, hard and fast.”
	Admittedly, the red gargoyle wanted to toy with his rival more but decided he was too horny to do so. Instead, he wound up to ram into Arma and proceeded to fuck him raw. The heady scents were making his mind hazy again, with the sloppy sounds rang in his ears with his heartbeat. A growl ran through Firebrand’s body as he hunched over and added more to his pumping hips. It was counter balanced by the gray gargoyle pushing back into him, desiring more from the constant hammering and scrapping to his pleasure spot. They rutted like this for a time as they built back up to their orgasms, Firebrand having moved his hands to either side of Arma’s head while the gray demon was digging his claws into the red gargoyle’s side and stroking his shaft. With his orgasm nearing, the red demon let his desire go and he leaned his head down. His fangs sank into the gray gargoyle’s shoulder, the metallic taste pushing him over the edge. Firebrand hilted and shot his load, ropes of his essence splattering in his rival.  He ground his hips against the other’s rear, feeling as Arma hit his own end and  spasmed around his cock. The red gargoyle felt cum splatter on his chin as he was milked for every last drop. His tongue lapped at the wounds before he disengaged from the gray demon’s shoulder.
	The two demons panted heavily, resting for a moment before the red one pulled out. A groan emitted from the gray one at the action before Firebrand laid down next to Arma. It was strange to the red gargoyle. He felt a strange camaraderie with the gray demon. Things always seemed to get complicated when you invested in someone, even a rival. Whatever, Firebrand could figure this all out another time. All he knew was that he wanted to rest and to have wild sex with Arma again sometime.