Ratoly merely smiled as she chained him up, "I guess I can manage, huh? Do your worst." Her hands on his waist made him shudder lightly. Her touch still did that to him, though that he found contact with her so exhilarating after so long away from her didn't come as much of a shock to the man. Nevertheless, he threw his head back to give the air escaping his lungs more room to maneuver. His horns bumped the headboard. He laughed a bit at that, then recalled his situation, and closed his eyes to simply enjoy what she decided to do to him.
Ratoly grunted softly to her ministrations, his hands flinching with him as they pulled against the handcuffs, trying to pull her head down, and himself into her mouth. He failed, and as he conceded to the metal rings, he stiffened in her mouth, a small amount of precum dribbling out of his smaller head.
Ratoly couldn't help but groan as her tongue returned to flick over his manhood again, snicking away the precum. His eyes remained closed as he awaited any further sensation, his rod throbbing from her treatment of it. Then her lips were on his, and her tongue running over them. She bit his lower lip softly, and he returned the favor by licking her lips when he could before he was stopped by a sudden invasion by her tongue. He battled it with his own, spiraling his against hers as he tried to pin it down. His tongue was developing a fork, at the same pace as his horns, and as they played, he began to realize the extra set of muscles, experimenting with moving each side independently.
Ratoly had never felt hot before. As a native denizen of Hell, he was effectively immune to flames and such things. This gel though. This gel. At the sensation, he immediately opened his eyes and checked his cock. He saw the gel and nothing else but Kohana. He blinked in surprise and some discomfort, unable to do anything with his hands chained to the headboard. He fidgeted instead, trying to find a way to get rid of the feeling, but failing. Inevitably, he looked back to Kohana, his head lifted to look at her.
Grateful that the burning sensation was gone, Ratoly sighed with a bit of relief. He now understood people's aversion to Hell. Now here was Kohana, masturbating directly in front of him and not giving him any release. With a small smile, and simply enjoyed the show he was being given. He watched the way her fingers slipped in and out of her pussy, and the way she was gyrating her hips. His hands instinctively went to grab her, but failed again, and he almost laughed at that. He was leaking precum again because of the show, and as he watched, he began to salivate a bit. He was careful not to drool, but he found that he'd definitely chosen the best of all possible mates.
Ratoly grinned at her, almost feeling her want for him. He decided now would be a time for him to practice his self control.
Ratoly groaned softly as he felt her slip around him. His hips rose to meet hers and quicken their pace a little as he watched her enjoy herself on him. She spoke again, and he turned up the corner of his mouth in a smirk.
He was just getting started. He decided to bring out the big guns, and with that, he conjured another spectral hand. This one wasn't immediately apparent until it moved. It was inside her, working alongside his cock to stimulate her from the inside out. It passed through her walls with a single finger, stimulating the underside of her clit from behind, and as he thrusted, it moved with the thrusts, but slightly off tempo, intended to offset the pulsing feeling and make it more continuous. The hands in the other places continued their jobs as small beads of sweat gathered on Ratoly's brow. Maintaining all five hands while also ramping up the pace of his thrusts was something he couldn't afford not to do anymore, and as he neared climax, he ensured that the hands worked double-hard, then would cease as soon as Kohana announced her climax nearing with her body language. He could tease her too. And he intended to.
Abruptly, and with a wicked grin, Ratoly ceased all of his movements, and the hands all faded from existence. He was still hard, but he wouldn't help her anymore. She was all alone in her efforts, and compared to a few seconds ago, this was much less intense. The archdemon relaxed on the bed, his hands resting in their cuffs as his eyes closed. He was awake, but simply enjoying the proximity.
Ratoly gave a laugh fitting an archdemon, then, with a bit more of that arcane magic, pulling both his hands free of their restraints. His eyes glowed fiercer than ever as they rose to the ceiling and bumped gently into it, forcing him deeper inside her for a moment. His eyes were now ablaze like a furnace as he funneled arcane energy into a spell, and then cast it. All was silent for an instant, then Kohana would feel a gentle crawling, then a pulling, then the feeling of hands all over her body. Ratoly's hands all over her. Not just on her skin, in her mouth, in her womb, everywhere imaginable. The hands were everywhere, and they were writhing. It would have been impossible to notice Ratoly's return to thrusting if not for the fact that at the same time as he began, he took hold of her wrists and pulled them over her head, pinning her to the ceiling now as he took his teeth to her neck, nipping softly, then harder and harder as he continued his assault. His plan had been simple, get her close, then drop her. Pick her up at the lowest point and pull her so far past where she had been before that her next orgasm was world-shattering. He was pouring his all into this, and even the walls around them were losing time as the wallpaper began to lose its adhesiveness. The ceiling caved softly where they were, growing soft like bedsheets, and as Ratoly's assault on Kohana's entire body continued, his focus became more and more narrow until everything was focused exclusively on her pussy, moving in rhythm to his thrusts, which had never stopped accelerating.
Ratoly obliged her, a smirk still on his face as he neared his own orgasm. He knew he was running out of energy, but intended to exhaust himself and fall back into bed with Kohana when all was said and done. Things didn't matter anymore as he continued to bury himself inside her over and over. His focus still on her moistened slit as she came around him, he felt himself rise even closer, though he had energy to spare. To match the excess energy, he intensified the hands' motions, driving himself into a frenzy as he rapidly accelerated his thrusting. He was whipping himself into a sex-fueled haze, and his biting of her neck moved to her mouth in an extreme kiss. His tongue ravaged through her mouth as he slammed into her. His hands remained pinning her hands as a spectral pair lifted her legs to spread her even farther apart. He was ascending towards climax rapidly now, and if she wasn't, she would be in for an unpleasant surprise.
