Underground Caves - Hell Onsen

Milky, steamy water overflowed. Drops and splashes echoed throughout the cavern.

Satan stretched and exhaled, allowing his over sized muscles to extend in the soak. His long, dark hair was held back through his six horns while one of the grey slaves combed it. This one, though she missed an eye and chunks of hair, was remarkably diligent in her mechanical moves and every now and again smoothed her fingers through his scalp. Her companion, on the other side of the stone tub, had all her parts, but was old and worn out. She tended to Satan’s wife, Odiva, who twirled her fingers around the red petals that floated about in the tub.

Odiva was pensive. She sighed and flicked a petal here, another one there. At last, she directed her gaze to her husband. In her most sweet tone, she asked: ‘Are you comfortable, muffin?’

‘Mm.’ He replied.

Cold. Too cold. He didn’t even open his eyes to her. She pulled away from her old grey servant, leaving her to freeze her hands half-way up in the air, like a robot whose switch was switched off. Odiva moved like a serpent in the water, making small waves while some petals floated away and others glued themselves on her wet skin. Satan peeked with one eye and appreciated his wife’s figure, then closed it once more. She pretended not to notice. When she reached him, her fingers caressed his bricked abs.

‘Darling, are you sure there is nothing else missing? Nothing you need?’ She all but purred. Her body lightly rubbing against his.

‘Mm. More heat.’

There was no hesitation from the grey slave. She collected two large, flaming red balls from the ground. They did not appear to burn the servant’s skin, however when she dropped them in the bath, they sizzled intensely and doubled the steam. Odiva raised an eyebrow. This would not do. Also, giving up was not in her nature. She trickled her fingers further down and pressed herself closer still. Satan immediately flashed a sharp and devious grin. So he had been waiting for her.

‘Seems you’re the one in need of something, dear.’ He said.

‘You’ve left me alone for several weeks. Now you’ve come home and you ignore me still. I’m beginning to think that you’re enjoying your time away from your wife too much.’

Satan grabbed his wife’s chin and gently lifted it up to him, his eyes fervently observed her.

‘Leave.’ He commanded.

In unison, the servants moved. The old one unfroze and limped away with her bones creaking. Her one eyed partner joined her and they left the chamber.

‘If you keep calling me muffin in front of the help… how will that make me look in front of the help? Even if they are soulless things.’ Satan mused.

‘Are you trying to change the subject?’ She sulked.

Satan’s smile broadened and pulled her back to him. He enjoyed when she pretended to need attention.

‘What’s all this now? I thought we had a satisfying reunion earlier, no? Wasn’t that enough to show you how much I’ve missed you?’

Odiva offered him a playful smile. ‘And? When was that ever enough for you? Tell me, did you find another out there that can please you more?’

His other hand travelled the length of her back and disappeared into the milky water.

‘Impossible. Does it feel like I could ever be tired of you?’

She raised her eyebrow, and her smile widened. ‘It’s too late. I don’t want it anymore.’ She feigned pulling away.

Satan brought her back and kissed her neck. ‘Really? That’s not what your body is saying. I think you’re testing me. See if you can drive me nuts.’

‘I’m your wife. It’s my job to do that, anyway.’ She writhed at his kisses.

‘By the way, and if you weren’t aware already. We have a guest. Well, Lucious has a guest. He will bring them to tomorrow’s dinner.’

‘Oh?’ Satan asked, with little interest. Somehow, he had placed her neatly on his lap.

‘It’s been a while since he brought anyone. It should be interesting.’ She said between gasps.

‘Mm. What’s happening here is quite interesting too.’ He moved to her ear.

She chuckled and gave him a gentle pat on his chest.

‘Behave you. I’ll need some energy if I’m to make tomorrow’s dinner go smoothly. Nearly all of hell’s court will be coming.’

‘Isn’t that why we have slaves? Just grey them. You’ve started this. It’s a little too late for me to hold back.’ His hand reached around her thigh. A gentle moan escaped her lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck.

‘You will need to keep Levi in check tomorrow. You know he’ll try something with Lucious. I don’t want him to start anything and ruin the dinner.’

‘Mm. Going back to the guest. Anything come up in your dreams?’ He asked in between kisses.

‘Nothing of consequence. She’s just a normal girl. Answer me on Levi. I need your help to control him. He still wants to impress you and he has no issues with how reckless he can get. I really don’t want this dinner ruined.’

‘They’re brothers. They can take care of themselves. You mother them too much.’ He said, burrowing his face deeper in her bosom.

She reached and with both hands she held his two front horns and lifted, preventing him from delving deeper. She had his eyes on her now. He watched as she moved languidly, goading him. Her hands found their way down from his horns to his face. She followed the lines up to his pointy ears, moved to his sharp, chiselled jaw, and then rubbed his lips. With every move, Satan’s desire only deepened, and it filled her with thrill. This was the lord of Hell she temped, and she was the only one he looked at like with those eyes. The eyes of an insatiable demon lord. She moved her lips closer until she reached his ear and with a honeyed whisper she said, ‘I’m their mother. It’s my job to keep mothering them.’

She followed with a long lick around his ear and moved for his lips. ‘Now, remind me why I married you.’

She felt him stir underneath her. With that, she kissed him, and the two embraced in vibrant yearning for each other.