"Master… What are you doing…?" Zuran stuttered, sitting beside the Demon God on the extravagantly decorated red bed of roses set in a dimly lit room.
The Demon God's fingers slowly ran along Zuran's waist as he removed his belt. A flirtatious smile was fixed on his face while his eyes lingered through his uncertain expression.
"I'm fulfilling your fantasies…" came the Demon God's low voice as he rested his closed fan under Zuran's chin, raising it. "Isn't this what you've always wanted?"
Zuran swallowed hard, feeling the Demon God's hand now caress through his abs after pulling off his belt, his hands exploring Zuran's body while he kept his on his face.
"Master, but…" Zuran shut his eyes; his whole body grew aroused by the Demon God's touch. He was finding it hard to breathe in that moment.
"What…? Don't you want me again…?" The Demon God smiled while staring into his face. "Because I want you… and now…"
