He looks down at his pants again, and back up to me. Picking up the bottle, he cracks it open and takes a sip. I roll my eyes.
"Pussy!"
He smiles.
"Yes please."
"Aw what the fuck! How are you so smooth with stuff like that?!"
He chuckles and holds my chin.
"I am a demon of lust after all, aren't I?"
His eyes scan my body, and eventually come back up to mine. I can feel my face heating up.
"S-Shut up!"
I pull my head from his grasp and look away, but he clasps my cheeks in one of his hands and practically growls his next words, leaning over me, about an inch or two away from my face.
"Don't look away from me. Keep your eyes locked on mine."
My legs feel like jello...oh god. My whole body heats up as we stare at each other in silence for a while.
"I....uhm..."
He smiles sweetly and pulls away, grabbing his beer can on the table and taking a sip. He just...how can he go back to normal like that??
"Aw, what's the matter sweetheart? Did I get you all hot and bothered?"
I open my own bottle and chug about a quarter of it.
"Nope. I'm fine. One hundred percent fine."
He chuckles.
"Sometimes I can't help myself in this form. If I lose control over things I might do something even I can't help but do."
I gulp. Jesus when should I tell him I'm a virgin??
"Okay, anyways! It's your turn."
He smiles.
"Hm..."
He looks at me while thinking. I really fucking hope I win this round.
"Turn on Bobs Burgers. Action or Alcohol?"
I groan loudly.
"Fuuuuck! I hate that show!"
He laughs.
"I'm aware."
I grab the remote and change the channel, complaining about it.
"Stupid fuckin...bobs burgers. Shit doesn't even make sense."
Asmodeus laughs again, pointing to me, indicating it's my turn.
"Ugh...alright."
I think for a moment. What could I do to make him lose? He stares at me waiting for my command.
"Kiss me."
He seemed shocked for a second.
"You didn't say Action or Alcohol."
"I don't need to."
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Hell Bound
Fantasy"You can't turn away from me. Moreover you won't even be able to. 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆."
