"You don't need to force yourself, Sariel." Asmodeus reached out, stroking the smooth cheeks of the succubus, who looked stunned. Her eyes widened the moment he wrapped her body in his robe.
'It's warm~ and smells like master's body. It makes me feel strange inside~ Ah... I want to sniff it, but what if he thinks I am weird?!'
(Why are you holding back? If you want to enjoy his scent, enjoy it!)
'No... how can I do that? You are so naughty... Riel!'
(Hmmm~ Sari, you are so strange. Since the moment I met him, my body was already convinced it wanted nobody else but him. Aren't you the same?)
The second voice, the name Riel, seemed to be the mature and intellectual voice Asmodeus would sometimes hear when they changed places.
