“What is it that you want to try?” The devil arched his brows.
Kon turned in the devil's embrace and pecked him on the mouth before he dropped to his knees in front of the devil.
“Kon?”
Stunned, the devil took a step back, earning him a raised brow from Kon.
“What's wrong?” He furrowed his brows at the devil.
“Nothing. It's just—”
“You've always been the one to do this.” Kon lowered his face to the ground.
Never in his life had he thought he will be in this kind of situation, with a man, nonetheless.
But here he was, kneeling in front of the devil, and asking for a blow job?
Kon swallowed.
“If that's what you want.”
The devil matched over to the bed and got a pillow from it.
He sat on the bed and placed the pillow on the ground.
“To protect your knees.” He answered when Kon raised a questioning brow.
