Fury
By Misha
Disclaimer- Not mine. I’m just borrowing them for a little while and will return them unharmed when I am finished.
Author’s Notes- I had a request for Diavolos/Kenna angry sex piece and so here it is. There isn’t really any plot to this one, just smut. So if you are looking for plot, move on. This is set at some point after their marriage.
Rating- NSFW
Pairing- Diavolos/Kenna
Summary- Diavolos and Kenna fight about policy and then move the fight to their bedroom.
Words- 633
Kenna glares at her husband throughout the strategy session, trying her best to keep her temper in check. After all, she is the Queen of Stormholt and a has a reputation to uphold and that means she can’t scream at her husband in public, even when he’s being impossible.
She can see from Diavolos’s clenched fists that she’s not the only one struggling to reign in their temper. His dark eyes are flashing and his handsome features are set in a scowl as he continues to disagree with her.
As soon as the meeting is over, Diavolos is pulling her roughly to her feet, practically dragging her from the room.
“I think this is a good time for some spontaneous maneuvers,” she hears Val announce in the distance, “anything that gets me out of the castle tonight.”
Kenna would normally flush at the innuendo, but she’s too angry at her husband to care. Once they are alone in their chambers, she turns to him. “How dare you speak over me like that?” She demands, glaring up at him.
“You were going around and around in circles,” Diavolos told her with clenched teeth, “it was pointless.”
“You’re a pompous ass!” Kenna yells at him, her hands on her hips.
“And you are the most stubborn woman on the planet,” he counters.
The exchange goes on for a few more minutes, getting louder and more heated until they are standing toe to toe glowering at each other.
The next thing Kenna knows, she is being swept into Diavolos arms, her body pressed up against his as his mouth covers hers. She considers pushing him away and continuing the fight, but then his mouth is on her neck, biting at the sensitive skin and she realizes that her anger is quickly fading. A moment later they are tearing at each other’s frantically, hands and lips exploring each bit of newly exposed skin.
Diavolos lifts her up easily and she wraps her legs around his waist, her mouth fused to his as he walks them to their bed. He sits down on the bed with her still straddling him and eases a hand between them, teasing her.
Kenna thrusts her hips into his hands impatiently and then leans in and bites down on his shoulder.
“I like it when you get rough,” Diavolos whispers in her ear, grabbing a hold of her hair and tilting her head back. It’s his turn to bite along her neck and then lower, the bites getting harder as he reaches areas that only he will see. His hand is still working her hard and she groans against him.
“Diavolos…”
He quickly removes his hand and grabs her hips, shifting her onto him. Kenna whimpers a little at the sensation of him filling her and digs her nails into his shoulders as he rocks them back and forth, thrusting up into her.
She knows she’s getting close and then suddenly Diavolos flips her onto her back and lifts one of her legs over his shoulder to give himself a better angle as he pumps into her hard. The motion is too much and she comes with a shriek of pleasure, raking her nails down his chest as she does.
That is enough to set him off and a moment later, Diavolos grunts her name as he reaches his own release. He drops her leg but stays where he is for a moment, pinning her beneath him and places another rough, demanding kiss on her lips before finally rolling off of her and onto his back.
“You’re still a pompous ass,” Kenna tells him, rolling to her side but the anger is gone.
He grins, that damn smug grin of his that drives her crazy, “yes, but I’m your pompous ass.”
Kenna rolls her eyes. “What am I going to do with you?”
Diavolos reaches for her and pulls her up against him. “I can think of several things,” he whispers in her ear, running his hand down her back before cupping her bottom and squeezing playfully, “and if you give me a few minutes to recover, I’ll give you a demonstration.”
- End
