Exchange Between Demons

	Chains rattled as the demon gargoyle once more strained to break free from his prison. Firebrand was a stunning creature, his taunt arms showing his muscular physique well. His head was tilted back, the jutting point at the back of his skull grinding against the wall as his white, pupil-less eyes watched his progress, or lack thereof, as his sharp teeth gritted in his snout. Chest heaved out a heavy breath as his long pointed ears stopped hearing the clinking of chains trying to break free. Instead, the demon looked down over himself. A defined body for sure, long fingers with claws gripping into fists lightly as his toes curled to furrow in the stone floor. His wings ached from having been spread most of this time to avoid damage, the gray bones with purple webbing that they were. His thick forest of pubes over his rather impressive cock, which laid over his plump balls.
	Once more the red demon strained against the chains that connected to the cuffs on his wrists. Once again, he let out a huff and just stared down at himself. Firebrand was sufficiently angry, that was for sure. After having to deal with stuff in a different realm, he returned to be thrust into battle once again, already weary from before. Against his rival no less! That arrogant bastard Arma was a challenge when he was rested, he stood no chance with how tired he had been. So here he was, a prisoner to both Arma and Phalanx. The bastards had even taken his meager clothing! His bracers and loincloth long since tossed aside somewhere. Not that the gargoyle was any less proud of his nudity. Principle!
	The tell-tale sound of voices and claws clicking on stone had the red demon on alert. He had a good hunch as to who was coming and why. The padding stopped outside the door of his cell. Jingling of keys was heard before the barrier squeaked open. The crimson demon noted two others on the side of the doorframe but his eyes narrowed as his gaze filtered in only Arma striding inside. The gray demon stood tall before him, as well muscled if not more than Firebrand himself. The feathery blue-gray wings were placed against his back, poking up over his shoulders akin to his bat-like ears. His golden plated chest expanded with every breath, going over his abdomen and down to between his legs. His own bountiful pubes were on full display, the loincloth riding dangerously low and doing little to hide the endowment beneath. He’d never admit it but the red gargoyle’s gaze lingered ever so slightly longer than need be there. His gaze went back up to the other’s near black eyes, the dim red glow the only indication of a pupil. The crimson demon bared his fangs and growled.
	The gray demon turned to the others. “Leave us. Do not bother us.”
	Firebrand saw the shaded creatures leave, watching Arma close the cell door himself. For a brief second, his gaze slipped down to the ashen demon’s round and toned ass. Then he turned back, their eyes locking on each other before a smirk spread across the others’ muzzle.
	“Well, well, what have we here? The great and terrible Firebrand caught in a bind?” His voice was gravely and deep. The red gargoyle snarled at him. An amused chuckle rumbled through the ashen gargoyle. “You know you could easily be freed.” The crimson demon stared daggers, though he slackened his rage a bit to hear more. A wicked grin wound its way onto the gray demon’s muzzle. “All you have to do is join Phalanx’s army as a general.”
	“Fuck you!” Firebrand’s higher, manic pitched voice sounded out as he growled again, chains clinking as he pulls them taunt.
	A low rumble came from Arma, his eyes lidding. “Firebrand, few are given this offer. You have shown me time and again how you are my equal. You have earned my eternal respect.” Those eyes gazed over the red gargoyle’s barren body. The crimson demon was proud of his body, but he felt himself flush under that stare for some reason, if only a little, due to his nudity before the gray demon. Something felt…off. “Do you ever feel it, when we fight?”
	“Feel what?” Firebrand returned, noting how Arma slowly approached and stood before him, legs spread around the crimson gargoyle’s own. An easy enough trip but nothing would come from it.
	“The need for each other.”
	The red demon’s eyes narrowed. “No.”
	A smirk appeared as the ashen demon lowered himself to his knees. “Lying doesn’t beget you Firebrand.” Firebrand jerked as he felt talons slowly ghost up his thigh. His eyes widened at contact as they trailed up to his waist. “You are my rival, pushing me to ever greater heights.” Those claws drug up his chest. The red gargoyle tried to shy away but he was trapped against the wall. “You are a handsome demon capable of so much greater beside me.” Unbecoming of him, the crimson demon trembled when those nails caressed his cheek and jaw. “You need me as much as I need you.” Those claws dug into his jaw, forcing it open. Darting forward, Arma locked Firebrand into a rough kiss, tongue wrestling with the shocked gargoyle.
	A string of saliva connected them as the gray gargoyle pulled back, breathing heavy. “Do you ever feel horny when we fight?” Those hands were now roaming over the red demon’s shoulders and chest. The red demon’s breathing hitched as the ashen gargoyle licked and nipped at his neck. Those fingers were ruffling in his bush now, arousal surging through Firebrand unwillingly. His mind went back to numerous fights between him and the gray demon assaulting him, noticing many things he hadn’t previously in his thoughts. The curves and form of Arma. The crimson gargoyle gasps and arches as a rough hand grasps his half-hard cock and begins to stroke it.
	The gray gargoyle isn’t done with other parts of him, though. The hand not stiffening up the red demon was busy along his chest and sides, rubbing sensually while that tongue bathed the collarbone, neck and jaw with the occasion nip. Firebrand shuddered under the attack on his body, dick hard in no time. Fuck, it’d been too long since he’d gotten off last. Coming back to bite him in the ass now. The palm twisted upon the head of his shaft and he cried out lowly, pushing up against the hand. His face burned in rage, lust and embarrassment as the ashen demon chuckled.
	“I bet you do like I do. Every fight I see more, learn more of your body Firebrand.” Arma had brought his head to Firebrand’s ear to whisper in it, tongue flicking lightly against it. A shiver ran through the red gargoyle. “After every battle, I think of nothing but you. The desire, the need, for you is unbearable.” Precum leaked down the red length, being rubbed along the shaft to easier jerk off the crimson demon. “I have to tend to my need, vivid images of coupling with you.” The ashen gargoyle pulled back, letting go of Firebrand entirely. The crimson gargoyle strained to get the touch back, his own needs in plain view. “Images of claiming you in all ways.” The loincloth was flung aside, revealing the gray demon’s own massive cock. He placed it on top of the red demon’s own, hand gripping it loosely. “And you claiming me.” The hand pulled back as Arma thrusted forwards.
	Firebrand cried out again, unable to keep quiet now as the gray gargoyle’s dick slid along his own. Pre flung about onto his body as he writhed, straining again with the chains in need as his legs floundered for a grip. The pumps were short, being that the hand hit the base of the ashen demon before long, effective in stimulating all of the red gargoyle’s length. The free hand snaked to the crimson demon’s jaw and forced it open again, Arma moaning into Firebrand’s muzzle as he tongue wrestled him once more. Then that hand roamed his chest lightly, as the red gargoyle became more and more tense. He wouldn’t last long, he wasn’t going to. Already he felt his balls tingling and the knot in his gut pulling hard. The gray gargoyle knew too, as he broke their second make out to whisper, “Cum for me.”
	The crimson demon arched as he silently screamed, unable to hold back any longer. Orbs pumping, the pulses ran the length of his shaft as seed erupted from his tip. It splatted everything, from the ashen demon’s chest and chin to Firebrand’s own to Arma’s still thrusting cock. The crimson gargoyle labored for breath, only taking in things from a distant place as his mind rebooted itself. He vaguely felt a thumb caress his snout as he blinked a few times. Then the white tipped claw disappeared into a gray muzzle, a rumbling hum before a snarl and the red demon felt the hand around their shafts tighten, making him hiss. More hot cum splattered new areas, Firebrand looking to see the ashen demon had peaked too and was unloading.
	Before long, the gray gargoyle was panting as much as Firebrand was. The tight grip of Arma’s hand was released as he lightly kept dragging his flagging dick along the red gargoyle’s own. A low moan came from his crimson snout at the ministration, hitching his breath when the ashen gargoyle went back to licking his jaw and neck. Though he didn’t stop at the collar, licking down among their dual mess on his body, lapping it up. Firebrand shifted, his eyes widening at the distinct lack of clinking as his head snapped upwards. His arms were unbound. He could escape! Even get rid of the pest with him now!
	“I do hope you do the right thing.”
	The red demon’s eyes lowered again, feeling a lick along his thigh and inhaling from a hand stroking over his dick once more. He watched as Arma ever so slowly stuck out his tongue and let it slide up along the underside of his shaft at an agonizing rate. The crimson gargoyle latched onto the wall, gritting his teeth at the slow draw, heaving and shuddering at the kiss to his tip. That snout kissed its way back down the side of his length, a hand moving to roll his orbs once more as Firebrand tensed up. Then the lick back up, just as slow as before and enticing him. Then that gray muzzle parts and sucks him in, deeper and deeper until Arma had taken him halfway before the ashen demon sucked his way back up and went right back down. The red demon gasped, moaning lowly with every bob that the ashen gargoyle did. Briefly his gaze flicked up to the cell door before going back down at the change. While still fondling his balls, a hand came up to grip his cock and lightly twist it around, Arma at the head and swirling it the opposite direction. Pre and saliva leaked down his already messy dick, further adding to his libido. Letting the wall go, the crimson gargoyle grasped onto the gray demon’s head. That stopped the other, looking askance at the one above.
	“Let me help!” With a cackle, Firebrand shoved the startled demon all the way to his root. Hot air huffed on his bush as Arma chocked on the length stabbing into his throat. “Bet you’ve wanted this for years!” He pulled the other back up to the head, the sputtering heard as more saliva leaked down the red demon’s shaft. Then he was shoved right back down to the root, his head twisted and roughly pulled back up. “To be used as my personal cum toy!”  The crimson gargoyle kept roughly forcing the gray demon up and down, twisting and turning the head, all the while the hand on his orbs kept rolling them around. The free hand went back and began tugging, causing the ashen gargoyle to moan. Firebrand tensed up, pre spurting as he was vibrated.
	Even though he’d just peaked, the red demon was already feeling the knot forming in his stomach from the overstimulation. Between the sucking, the dominating and the vibrating, it was getting to him. “Bet you want my seed in that belly of yours, don’t ya?” The cackle got all of two laughs before having to hiss at the deep moan that resulted. Changing tatics, the crimson gargoyle had the gray demon focus more on his head, twisting it back and forth as that tongue coiled around the tip. “Don’t even want to swallow, just push it right down.” That hand on his balls moved to twist his shaft, the other easily pacing on the ashen gargoyle’s own need. Growling lowly, Firebrand got his feet under him and while pushing Arma down, he bucked upwards. A gagging came from the gray demon but overall the crimson gargoyle didn’t care and found it all the more erotic. “Ngh, fuck, here it comes!” That was all the warning as the red demon smashed his hips against that snout a few times and unleashed another torrent of his seed. A few pulses were pushed into that gullet before Firebrand let go of the ashen gargoyle, who moved up and began to properly swallow. Cum still leaked around the edges, dribbling down to the red demon’s balls and pubes, but he found it hard to care as Arma slurped off his cock.
	The gray gargoyle moves up to the crimson gargoyle’s face, showing his muzzle full of seed and closes it, tilting his head back and swallowing it. Firebrand groaned at the erotic sight, his already spent body deciding that it wasn’t quite done just yet. With a deep chuckle, the ashen demon spoke up first.
	“Have you decided to join with me under Phalanx, Firebrand?”
	The red demon blinked twice as his mind processed that. His gaze turned aside, his mind reeling. He…could no longer deny how much Arma meant to him. Not just as a rival, but also as a…lover? The crimson gargoyle was unsure if that was what they were now, if it was even more than just lust. To put himself under another however? That was…
	“I see.” Firebrand looked back to the gray gargoyle. Only now he was met with the dripping length of the ashen demon. “If all you want is sex, so be it. But it’s my turn now.” The crimson gargoyle swallowed, his eyes gazing upward into the dark and hard eyes of Arma. “One word and you’re dead. Get to work.”
	The red demon turned back to the throbbing need in front of him, his hands moving up automatically. Firebrand was no stranger to pleasuring another, it had just been a while since he’d been the bottom. One of his hands curled around the shaft’s base, the other cradling the balls. He gave a few strokes with his hand, a few rolls before leaning forward and dragging his tongue along the tip of the dick. Salty and musky, with just enough of the gray gargoyle’s natural scent to add to the flavor. The crimson gargoyle wrapped his lips about the head, letting his tongue continue to flick around there while he stroked and tugged on the orbs. A groan from above and a spurt of pre was his reward, the red demon swallowing it while feeling a hand move to rest on his head. A good indicator to move onwards.
	With relative ease, Firebrand slid his lips further down the cock. Half way down, he stopped and tilted his head and came back up while sucking. The hissing above him was enough for him to do it a few more times in quick succession, all the while letting his hand twist and pump the lower half of the dick. Back and forth he went, keeping to this particular rhythm before the hand on his head tightened. The crimson gargoyle knew what the ashen demon was going to do, but he was still caught off guard when his snout was suddenly shoved to the hilt. Huffing into the forest there, another hand grabbed ahold of him and pulled him roughly back to the tip. Arma easily guided his muzzle back and forth in time with his thrusting hips. Spittle leaked out the edges of the red demon’s muzzle, making a wet squelching noise as the gray gargoyle rutted his face.
	Firebrand was swallowing thickly with spit and pre gathering at his throat. His hands had moved to the ashen demon’s ass, grabbing and groping those firm cheeks. He could feel the power in them, making him moan around the shaft in his muzzle. A loud cry from above and being forced to the hilt once again was all the warning the crimson gargoyle had before ropes of seed splattered at his gullet. With only one real choice, the red demon began swallowing the copious amount of cum Arma was spurting forth into his muzzle before he was roughly pulled back. The tip remained in his snout but now it coated his tongue and teeth as it sloshed in his muzzle. As the gray gargoyle’s orgasm tapered off, Firebrand was released from his hold and allowed to pull back. Panting, cum strings connecting his upper and lower lips, the crimson gargoyle grinned wickedly. Making sure the ashen demon was watching, the red demon returned the favor earlier of showing his muzzle of seed before he very dramatically swallowed it. A chuckle was heard from above.
	“I see you have a flair for theatrics too.” Something brushed along Firebrand’s yet again erect cock, making him shudder. “Or perhaps you are just enjoying this more than you thought you would.”  The crimson gargoyle shook his head. Now was not the time to be distracted by his libido! “Don’t deny that you were feeling up my ass.” Like hell he’d ever admit it but he definitely was. What an ass it was too! Though after that, Arma turned and stalked his way over to the wall. The red demon’s eyes went wide at what he witnessed then. The gray gargoyle bent himself over, bracing an arm against the wall. His remaining hand went back and pulled his supple cheeks apart to slightly show off his winking hole.
	“This could be yours anytime, Firebrand. You have but to join me. You could enjoy the guards too, they enjoy this fun as well.” With that, the hand moved back to the wall but the ashen demon spread his legs further. “Come and breed me like the demon you are!”
	This…this was an impossible choice. With Arma against the wall as he was, he wouldn’t have the time to stop Firebrand from jetting out the door to his freedom. Having gotten to his feet, the crimson gargoyle looked between his rival presenting himself and the door to escape. He knew what he should do, logically, yet the enticing display was powerful, even to his already depleted libido. Before he even knew what he was truly doing, the red demon was already on his knees behind the ashen demon, fingers digging into the mounds of flesh and spreading them. Only half conscious of his tongue licking up between those cheeks to the hidden treasure. A musky flavor assaulted Firebrand’s appendage before it dug into the entrance, a moan coming from above him. The crimson gargoyle’s fingers clenched on that ass, tongue wiggling all around the insides of the moaning gray gargoyle. The clenching on his tongue and tensing of the rear was enough with the voice to tell Arma was not expecting this treatment. It didn’t matter as Firebrand pulled back his tongue to lick around the hole and pull back entirely. Once more the red demon got to his feet, his once again erect dick placed between the mounds. Perhaps not as rock solid as the first sexual act between them but it was enough to pump back and forth, scraping against that entrance.
	“How badly do you want it Arma?” A wicked grin formed on the crimson gargoyle’s muzzle.
	“Badly,” the ashen demon all but moaned out.
	“Beg for it, then.”
	The gray gargoyle actually whimpered at that. A shudder ran through Firebrand at that sound. “Fuck me Firebrand, use me as your fleshlight! Fill me with your seed! I need you in me so badly. How I loathe you were not the first male I let in me, had I known I would have waited for you! Only you ar-aahhh!”
	Unable to take it another second, the red demon had pulled his sawing length back and drove the head of his cock into the rambling Arma. It was admittedly rather hot hearing such things issued from the ashen demon, but the crimson gargoyle was much too turned on to let him continue. He sunk his shaft all the way to the fuzzy hilt, listening to the moans coming from the gray gargoyle the entire time. The feeling of that tight passage pulsing along his dick and knowing it was Arma of all males he was in made Firebrand shiver in pleasure and desire.
	“How do I feel in you Arma?”
	“Better than any dream I have had,” the panting Arma murmured out.
	A smug smirk came to the red demon then as he pulled back to his head and rammed back in. The ashen demon jolted, gasping, unable to recover as the crimson gargoyle repeated the action again and again. His slightly lubricated length slid in and out easily as Firebrand gripped the gray gargoyle’s hip and side to rut. He showed no mercy as he pounded away, claws digging into the ashen demon as he growled low in his throat.
	“Bet you been waiting for the day I’d fuck you like a cocksleeve!” The red gargoyle punctuated that with a hard thrust at a lower angle.
	“Ah, fuck, yes! I’m your toy, use me!” Arma was panting openly, pushing back into the already brutal thrusts of the crimson demon. Firebrand’s own breathing was heavy as well, balls slapping against the gray gargoyle’s own. Moving his hand from hip to shoulder, he changed from rapid to slower, but stronger thrusts into his rival. The groans and drooling from the ashen demon were priceless, though the red gargoyle himself was not much better. He leaned forward and bit into the other’s free shoulder. The cry and subsequent tightening on his dick made the crimson demon shudder and growl, his flagging need to orgasm coming back rapidly. Not too much longer.
	“Not long Arma, tell me how much you want my seed!”
	“Please, ah, fill me! I’m your cum dump! Fill me with your essence!”
	Once more Firebrand changed his position, holding onto both sides of Arma as he shifted his length inside. When next he shoved in, there was a hard squeeze and a choked moan from the gray gargoyle. Snarling, the red gargoyle repeatedly hammered that spot, keeping the ashen demon in a state of bliss. It easily rendered what self-restraint there was in the crimson demon moot as with a loud cry, he hilted. Pulses ran through his shaft as the third string of seed was issued forth deep within Arma. The deep moans from beneath Firebrand was nearly lost in his bliss-filled mind. Once he was finished, the red gargoyle pulled back slowly, watching his now white coated cock emerge from the gray gargoyle. A singular cum strand connected his tip to the filled hole, which stretched and snapped as it fell. The crimson demon watched as his seed slowly leaked from the gaping hole. If he wasn’t so spent already, Firebrand was sure he would have feasted on that and gotten ready for another round.
	The red gargoyle would blame it on that fatigue for why he was suddenly and rather violently tripped and shoved, crying out as his back hit the floor and hands grabbed his ankles. Bent into an ‘L’ like shape, he stared at the looming ashen demon. Those hands moved to his inner thighs, spreading them. “My turn.”
	Firebrand let out a gasp and a groan as Arma’s thick, wet tongue lathered over his own hole, digging into the flesh and getting inside. He squirmed, unable to truly fight back from his exhaustion at this point. Not that he wasn’t enjoying it, though he did wince a bit at the surge of arousal through his body and dick. That lovely appendage was removed and another took its place, sliding against the red gargoyle’s hole and taint, prodding his balls. It was pulled back and pressed right against his entrance.
	“How I’ve yearned for this.” No more waiting, the gray gargoyle shoved forwards, spearing the crimson demon. Firebrand cried out at the more forceful intrusion, not so much from pain as surprise and slight discomfort. It had been a while after all. There was no pause either, the ashen demon kept driving in deeper until his own bush was flush against the red gargoyle’s balls. The crimson demon clamped down on the length as his hands gripped the ground and wall above his head with his claws. He was so full. Fuck it had been too long since he’d felt this. Yet again, there was no delay as Arma pulled back up and shoved right back down. Firebrand clenched on the cock, claws digging deep as he cried out. Arousal flared in the red gargoyle, a double-edged blade of discomfort and need as he was taken.
	“How does it feel Firebrand?” His voice was rough and raspy, punctuated by pants for air. His pace never slowed nor wavered either, the crimson demon reduced to writhing. Firebrand couldn’t decide if his lidded eyes wanted to shut or stare at the gray gargoyle or watch that shaft plunge into his upturned ass. “Do you enjoy another strong male breeding you?” All the red gargoyle could do was moan as an answer, tensing up as the ashen demon shifted some. Then he hit the spot and the crimson demon cried out in painful pleasure, his nerves alight.
	“You could have this everyday, any time, with me or any other!” Arma was ruthless, slamming into him fast and hard. It kept Firebrand spasming in this torturous bliss. Then it stopped. The red gargoyle whined at that, feeling the thick pulses inside of him signaling the gray gargoyle’s climax was right at the threshold. Even worse was what came after, when the ashen demon pulled out completely and left him empty! 	
	“You need only submit.”
	Fuck. FUCK. This was the choice?! This was no choice at all! “Yes, anything, I swear, just breed me!”
	A hoarse chuckle and that cock was placed on his hole. It slid in easily and hands grabbed the crimson demon’s sides. The brutality of his sawing length was beyond anything Firebrand had felt in ages. He wailed in need before a savage roar echoed in the chamber. Arma hilted and an eruption of seed flooded into the red gargoyle. There was no feeling quite like this one, feeling the throb of another cock in his ass while it poured out another male’s essence. The crimson demon was painfully hard again, though no touches came to it. Before too long, the shaft once more left his now fully used ass. He was lowered gently and his abused body ached and made him groan. A soft pressure was placed against his side as the gray gargoyle rested next and on him, an arm over his chest.
	“We’ll have to let Phalanx know you have joined us later. Perhaps he will even join us in a threesome.”
	Firebrand lay panting for air, his mind hazy as he wondered if he had truly done what was best. Probably not, as he let his lust guide him. The problems of being a demon, huh?