Seedling

"I want to hear you call my name affectionately while you writhe under me."

Lucien couldn't take it any longer and kicked the other person in the feet.

"You damn pervert! Aren't you ashamed of what you're saying?!"

Aiden slowly chuckled. Lucien felt Aiden place his hand on his nape and tug his head closer. Something touched his forehead; it was warm and soft, obviously done very gently. As if the owner wanted to let Lucien know he cared about him deeply and tenderly.

Lucien almost wanted to laugh.

After saying all those shameless words, you will just kiss me on the forehead?

"I can't come to you now." Aiden whispered regretfully.

"The matter between the demons and the association has not yet ended."

Lucien acted on reflex. He shoved the other person away and tried to search for his face in the air.

"What do you mean?" But as expected, he failed. He can't even see his shadow or his presence anywhere.