"A nine-year-old…?"
June was speechless. He didn't know how Lucirien came to like children, but he was indeed plagued with too many encounters with them. Desires were such a mature thing to have; however, the most defining moments were with children—whether they made the deal with him or not.
In the end, June didn't want to hear more. He didn't want his tongue to slip and piss Lucirien again. There was another story waiting for him, but the actor decided to just dive back into the bed and close his eyes. He didn't want to hear another story… at least, not that time.
"You made me go through labor, Lucirien. I'm weak. I want to sleep." June pulled the blanket to his shoulders, and he felt how the demon pulled him closer. One of his eyes popped open before he opened both to stare at Lantis's face. The demon seemed to want to sleep next to him tonight.
