An amused little smirk played across his lips, as he eyes the succubi. Oh? Is that so? He certainly hadn’t expect these kind of events, by any means.
“Do I now, Angelina? That is a rather bold statement, I must admit~” he points out to her with a chuckle.
The demon soon found himself pulled forward, into the succubi. He hadn’t quite expected that one by any means, a small smirk playing across hiss lips. He lifts his own hand to lightly brush across her back, his own arm sliding around her waist and pulling her in. Well, two could play this kind of game~. He pulls back a bit, looking into her ruby eyes, before lifting his other hand and cupping her cheek.
“My, my, dear Angelina~. I must say, you caught me slightly off guard with such a proclamation. But… I suppose I don’t blame you~”
Ｔhe succubi found something mirthful in his comment, those sinful lips curling upwards. The lush red of them pulled along pointed canines that flash dangerously. A nuzzle is pressed into the palm cupping her cheek, heavy lashes lulling to half mass as she leers at him. Its a charming expression, welcoming, and yet challenging all at once.
"Ｎo? How conceited.“ The woman drawls teasingly. It doesn’t take long for her fingers to dance upward along his chest. One delicate hand sliding itself up along his neck before its fingers become lost in those dark locks. ”As much as I enjoy listening to that silky voice of yours,“ She ventures, ”I’m going to place that mouth of yours to better use now.“
Ｉt isn’t a suggestion– and she isn’t asking.
Ｉts a demand when she yanks him downward by the hair, and steals away those lips of his with a heated embrace of her own cherry painted ones.
