devilish instincts

[R18]

Asuriel didn't even remember how they got to Vaerion's bedroom; it all happened so fast. One moment, they were in the garden, and the next, Asuriel was flat on her back in the devil's bed, looking up at him. Her exhaustion from using her ink vanished in his bottomless pools of amber.

Vaerion was on top of her, golden eyes studying her face carefully. He leaned down until their lips were only centimeters apart and pressed his nose to hers. Asuriel felt his breath on her skin, and goosebumps rose all over her body.

"We're finally alone," the devil whispered, a victorious smirk gracing his lips. He added venomously, "Since your stupid pet granted us some privacy."

Asuriel giggled. "I guess he doesn't let us have much time to ourselves, does he?"

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close, then used her tongue to lick his bottom lip teasingly.