Inferno gave a strained grunt that made it very clear that he didn't trust himself to say anything that wasn't an enraged profanity.
Mawthrough's grandmother gave Chastity and Mawthrough both hugs, and a kiss on each cheek.
To Chastity, she gave a pendant of pearl, saying it "belonged to her mother and I want you to have it."
To Mawthrough... she smacked him on the head with her wooden spoon.
"OW!"
"Stop thinking naughty thoughts!"
"I'm an incubus, I can't help it.."
"HALF-incubus! I wonder how you put up with him..."

"Thoughts best kept to the bedroom and BDSM dungeons I would think," his grandmother harrumphed, as Mawthrough blushed looking embarrassed for once.
"And that's good to hear darling. If this one" she tugged Mawthrough's ear, "gets frisky with you, a good clout'll set him straight."
Even Inferno grinned at that one.

Mawthrough glared.
"You will do no such thing!"
He was, however, completely ignored.
"Your father will be in good health when you next come back," said Mawthrough's grandmother.
"Granted, I won't be TOO gentle with him..."

Mawthrough rolled his eyes.
"I'll behave, oh most mighty queens."
"You'd better!" his grandmother tutted. "You're very welcome, now off you trot!"
Mawthrough mouthed I'm sorry to Inferno, who mouthed back something that can't be printed.
Mawthrough retaliated by blowing a raspberry, slapping Chastity on the ass and running out of the hut before she could react.

A few hours later, Mawthrough and Chastity were lying in a pool full of teddy bears, chocolate eclairs and strawberries, completely naked.
"We need to argue more often," Mawthrough purred, feeding Chastity a strawberry. "I enjoy these arguments."

Mawthrough stroked down her body, patting her smooth exposed backside.
"I think I can live with that," he murmured, kissing her neck as his hand played between her legs.
"And you forgive me, right?" he asked innocently as the naughty hand got curious and went exploring down there.

Mawthrough smiled as he petted her, enjoying a few moments of relaxation with her.
"I'll worry about her, you just lie back and relax."
He covered her neck in kisses. "I'm sorry having me as a lover is so chaotic," he murmured as he brought his lips up to her cheeks and mouth.

Never one to deny his lover, Mawthrough took her fast and hard amidst the teddy bears and eclairs, making her scream his name so loud it could be heard for miles. Then he gently cuddled and pleased her, kissing her neck and playing with her sensitive parts to make her passionate and sweet, then he sent her straight to subspace where she stayed for half an hour before he held her to keep the comedown nice and soothing.
"As long as you want me, I'm yours," he whispered in her ear, not a trace of humor or levity in his voice.

Mawthrough didn't want to go. He wanted to stay in this quiet place with his love forever.
Alas, nothing was ever that simple.
He stroked her gently. "You getting bored? Is my lovemaking just that wearisome?"

Maw through smirked.
"I have a habit of doing that. Take the time you need."
He kissed her head.
"I'll be your manly pillow."

"We'd get bored. Plus, you fuck better when you're stressed out. Keeps your heart beating and your legs tight."
He stroked her skin.
"It's alright," he said soothingly. "Once we're through with this we can be at peace."

"You cum a lot harder."
Mawthrough lifted her chin for a kiss.
"And we can keep hoping."