[The demon's breath catches as he tilts his head, inviting more attentions. His hand in the angel's hair massages gently on his scalp. Oh, more... More of that devious little mouth of yours, Angel.
He takes the little nub between his fingers and rolls it. Moments later he pinches it gently.]
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He takes the little nub between his fingers and rolls it. Moments later he pinches it gently.]