Despite his parting words and attitude, Asmodeus would never abandon a woman he favoured like Leviathan.
'She seems to be exhausted...'
He couldn't stop himself from having another taste of her forbidden fruit after her weak gaze. Levia only needed to look at him, and he lost control of his desire.
'Well... it's been four hours, and Levia looks horrible now.'
A face dyed in pleasure, her body covered in dried fluids, while the thick stream of his seed still oozed from her petals.
Six times in a row was the limit for Levia. Asmodeus smiled at the lovely paladin after losing her virginity. He noticed the slight tinge of red staining on the sheets before turning the first pool a pale pink shade.
'It seems that demons bleed less when they lose their hymen...'
His body felt energised despite the dull ache from the dark divinity floating around his core.
[I can feel you've changed. Did you finally take that step?]
