Ramiel stopped fidgeting and exchanged a brief but highly lustful glance with Asme. Almost instantly, he lost himself in the blood-red succubus' eyes; in fact, he wasn't the only one who reacted this way. The horned beauty couldn't take her attention from the depths of her lover's amethyst eyes. After a long month, she finally had him in her grasp.
The intimate sensation literally lasted a few marmite seconds, but to them, it seemed like an entire eternity. It was all too much to arouse the lovers' flame of unhealthy desire and passion.
Ramiel was the first to break eye contact. He reluctantly turned his head and bit his tongue, restraining his desire... with poor results.
It may seem absurd, but he wanted to kidnap Asme and Caera, settle down with the women somewhere secluded, and simply enjoy each other's presence. This thought has nested in the man's mind to such an extent that he is unable to think soberly.
