Mr. Zero-Patience [M]

"So impatient," Medeia panted when he finally pulled back, just enough for her to catch her breath. "You haven't even tasted the pie yet."

"I can eat it after I eat you first."

Lucian kissed her again, this time deeper, fiercer, as if he had been holding back his desire for far too long.

It wasn't like him to be this passionate.

"The system told me you like my demon form." Medeia placed a hand on his chest, pushing lightly as she tried to catch her breath. "Tell me, what exactly do you like about it?"

Lucian rested his hands on the table, leaning down toward her. Medeia was half-lying on the table, her legs still on the floor as he hovered over her. He fell silent for a moment, as if searching for the right words to answer her unexpected question.

"There's nothing much to say." He averted his gaze. "You look as beautiful as always."