After that ominous statement, Baphomet and Gabriel made out passionately. Gabriel sat on his lap, and the Demiurge's hand moved beneath his shirt and touched him all over.
"Ahh~" Gabriel was reacting more than usual, and he was a whole lot redder too due to the fever.
Baphomet moved towards Gabriel's chest and sucked on his already hard nipples. They were so small and plump that he couldn't resist biting on them.
"Ahhhh…. That hurts….. Nnghh…."
The devil stopped, looking up at him. "Does it really hurt a lot? You sounded more in pain than usual, I didn't bite that hard."
"I'm fine….. It's just the fever….. Hah…." He said breathlessly.
Something about him acting weaker than usual made Baphomet even more aroused. This vulnerability was causing him to pity him yet at the same time, it awakened his sadistic side. He bit a little harder, and toyed with him a bit more to see his reaction.
