Corina had observed the most adorable thing she had ever seen. Alexander, like a demon of legend, had a pair of wings, but these wings were far from grandiose like the ones the evil beings would sprout in the fairytale. They were much smaller. Their wings, which were a delightful shade of dark purple, had a black outline and underside. The wingspan only extended across the width of his back, and she felt the need to touch them.
When he felt her palms against his lower back and her body between his legs again, Alexander's cheeks flushed beet red. The way she had reacted was unexpected. "You don't find it monstrous?" He asked.
"Alexander," she said, humming his name. "You have to be the most adorable man I've ever met."
"Corina, you're just saying that..."
Corina shook her head. She slid her hands slowly up his back until they were just below his little wings. "May I touch them?"
"Yes," Alexander muttered.
