Spoil Of War XXVIII (R-18)

 Alros laid his eyes on the sleeping Alicia, the blonde lightly snoring after being knocked out from the strenuous session just now.

 "What a beauty." the Archdemon said to himself, a small smile on his face before it morphed into a wicked one, one that promised misery to his target.

 "Time to make some much needed preparation."

-x-

 Alicia groaned, her eyelids heavy but she knew waking up is a must, especially to deal with the consequences. As she slowly woke up, she realized she was no longer on the floor, but instead on the body of the demon.

 "Someone sleep for a long time." he teased her, his hands caressing her hair. 

 Alicia did a quick once over once she realized something amiss.

 "You, clean me?" she asked, having thought the demon will just leave her covered in both sweat and cum.