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Soraya stared at him in disbelief, not even bothering to hide it.
This terrifying seraphim – a prince of hell – was unironically watching a kids’ show about two superheroes?
How the fuck was she supposed to process this?
She knelt at his feet for an entire episode, watching it with him just to see if it would tell her anything about the devil who kept absently stroking her hair as he watched his show. She didn’t think he was doing it because he liked it necessarily but doing it because she did would make even less sense.
Watching the show with him made her sleepy, but it was better than letting the ache between her legs take hold, demanding she do something to speed up the healing in her wing and replenish everything she’d lost.
All she knew was they weren’t in hell, and her pain was easing the longer she was in contact with his body, soaking up what she could from physical touch even when it was mostly platonic.
This was definitely kinky though even if there was no sex involved.
There was still nothing around her throat – nothing like the collar Cat Noir had on, and Soraya tried not to be annoyed about it.
She was even more annoyed when she realized how easy this was for him.
Who would have thought the Prince of Demons would be such a natural at this? He didn’t make her feel weird or uncomfortable, but he didn’t once let her think she was allowed to sit on the couch next to him either.
Asmodeus paused the show when it ended and she looked up at him, wondering what he was going to do with her now. “Are you hungry?”
Soraya swallowed nervously, wondering if he had any idea what he was asking her. Did he have more experience with lilim than she thought? She’d been pretty sure none of the lilim had ever gotten a taste of him, but not for a lack of trying.
“A little bit,” she admitted.
Human food would be fine. She could get energy that way too, but the best and most efficient way for her to regain her energy was sex.
Asmodeus considered her, pulling his hand back to ruffle his hair like he wasn’t quite sure what he wanted to do with her answer.
She refused to help him. He’d been the one who’d wanted her as a pet, not the other way around.
“If I give you want you want to eat, will you tell me why you don’t want to go back to hell?”
It was embarrassing the way her breath caught and her heart started pounding, but she had to be sure before she let herself get too excited.
“Anything I want to eat?” she asked, doing her best to stay calm, but there was no way he couldn’t hear the way her heart was pounding against her chest so hard her entire body moved with the force of it.
The fact that he didn’t smile at her question made her stomach flip and she licked her lips in anticipation.
Was he really going to give her what she wanted?
“Anything you want to eat,” he confirmed.
Her eyes narrowed as she tried to find the loophole he would use to get out of this, but she couldn’t find one, which only made her more nervous.
Asmodeus gently took her chin between two fingers and lifted her face off his thigh, tilting it this way and that to inspect her. “You know…objectively, you’re one of the most beautiful creatures I’ve ever seen. So beautiful that I don’t think I mind keeping you as a pet.”
What…the fuck?
“Being on your knees really suits you, little lilim.”
She couldn’t tell if he was praising her or degrading her, but either way her pussy definitely had an opinion about how he was speaking to her. Slickness slid down to soak her panties, making her excruciatingly aware of just how badly she wanted him.
Even just a little taste of him would be enough.
“I can tell you don’t believe me.” Asmodeus released her with a sigh. “I’m a prince of hell – a devil of the highest order. The Keeper of Contracts and the Prince of Demons. That means you belong to me no matter what I decide to do with you. So, take this offer while I’m still feeling generous.”
“Can I eat first?” she asked, holding her breath as she waited to hear what he would say to that.
