Page 50 of Cuddly Demon

The water park is unlike anything I’ve ever seen.

Towering slides jut out of the walls, twisting and turning like giant snakes coiled up and ready to strike. Screams and laughter echo throughout the enormous space, intermingled with the sound of rushing water from the various attractions.

The lazy river, a winding stream of bright blue water that carries inner tubes and swimmers alike around the park, beckons me. The water looks cool and refreshing, and I imagine myself simply floating along, letting my tension ebb.

In the distance, the massive wave pool sparkles. Walls of water crash down, creating tidal swells that rise and fall, giving swimmers the sensation of being in the ocean itself. A rush of excitement fills me at the thought of diving into those mammoth waves.

To my left, swimmers shoot down the twisting, turning chutes, their bodies flung this way and that as they speed towards the splash pool below. The slides are immense, the largest of them a spiraling behemoth that disappears up into the ceiling of the water park, a thing of pure adrenaline-pumping delight.

"Beautiful boy." I turn to Saint. "You didn't tell me the park was this big."

Saint laughs, adjusting his bathing suit. I try to ignore how he looks good enough to eat with his bulge poking out, calling out to my tongue. This is neither the time nor place—we're here to have good, wholesome fun. "I guess it's a little overwhelming for a first timer."

"A little?" A snort escapes me.

"Okaaaay," Saint concedes, chuckling at me. "A lot. But don't worry. That's why I'm here." Saint wraps his arm around my shoulder, his touch reassuring and comforting. "I'll make sure you don't get lost in the chaos."

"Thanks." I smile, leaning into him.

Saint leads me around the park, and soon enough, I'm laughing and splashing, my worries forgotten.

We play in the wave pool, taking turns riding the swells and trying to stay on our inner tubes. We also check out the slides, deciding which ones to go on.

I point to the biggest one. "Let's try that one."

"Are you sure? That one looks like it's for thrill seekers."

I grin. "I'm up for a challenge."

We head to the top of the slide, and I take a deep breath. Saint scoots in next to me, and his presence steadies me.

"Ready?" he asks.

I nod, and we take off, screaming and laughing as we twist and turn our way down the slide.

The experience thrills the crap out of me, and when we land in the splash pool at the end, we're both grinning from ear to ear.

"That was awesome," I exclaim, my heart still pounding in my chest.

"It sure was," Saint agrees, his eyes alight with excitement.

I brush a strand of hair from my face, feeling alive and invigorated. "Thank you for bringing me here, beautiful boy. This was just what I needed."

Saint smiles, his eyes sparkling. "Consider it my pleasure."

We spend the rest of the day exploring the water park, taking turns on the different slides, and floating along the lazy river.

To my pleasant surprise, my headache is gone. Not even a dull throb—it's vanished as if it had never existed. I feel like a new demon, my energy restored and my spirits lifted.

When the day winds down, we make our way back to the changing rooms to shower and slide into our dry clothes. I can't help but ogle Saint's body in the shower, his petite hips and smooth frame turning me on.

Saint catches me staring, and he laughs as he shampoos his hair. His dick grows erect, but I stay in control of my senses and ignore it.

"Tease," I growl in his ear after we leave.

Saint bats his eyelashes. "I've done nothing wrong."

When we enter our new apartment, our bodies are tired but happy. We collapse onto the bed, our limbs intertwined as I maul Saint with kisses.