The devil rose from the bed and helped him sit up.
Kon stood on wobbly feet and allowed the devil to help him to the bed.
“Have I told you how beautiful you are?” The devil asked before he planted his mouth firmly on Kon's.
Kon opened his mouth, and the devil slipped his tongue in. He swirled his tongue around Kon's tongue, causing a moan to escape from Kon's mouth.
Kon placed his hands on the devil's shoulder as their tongue tangled familiarly.
The devil's kisses weren't hurried. It was as if he were taking his time with Kon, knowing fully well that he was his.
He lowered Kon to the bed and slowly kissed him. His hands found Kon's hair, and he slipped them through the strands as he trailed kisses down his chin and collarbone.
He sucked on a particular part of Kon's neck before he bit down hard, to give him a Hickey.
He repeated the actions once more on Kon's left side of the neck, branding him, and warning off anyone who might dare to approach his Kon.
