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39. The voice of my dreams

Back to the peace; the quiet calm; the quiet hissing of the night.

There, three days after the enchanting night of passion they had had, in an artist’s room, two lovers were able to lower their stress levels with the simple touch of each other's body.

A demon, who held a small and charming human, and the girl, who did not take her eyes off his.

“What's wrong?” asked the jet-haired boy, with a soft smile on his thin lips. At the same time, he tucked her unruly hair behind her ear.

The girl just shook her head and gently pressed herself against her partner -who wrapped his arms around her, and also his tail to feel closer to each other. “It's nothing,” she whispered and kept quiet and then shook her head. “It's just... I'm so comfortable here,” she whispered softly with her eyes closed, trying to listen to the demon's heart as her cheeks flushed and a faint smile formed on her lips.