Demonic Lust Mark I (R-18)

 Lunisa soon stir on top of him, cute groaning escaping her lips. As she opened her eyes, she spotted her new master, who caress her hair at the moment.

 The Spirit blushed as she buried her face into his chest, memory of last night imprinted in her mind. Alros chuckled at her cute reaction, his hand wander onto her back instead.

 The Spirit shivered, feeling his finger tracing her spine, sending waves of pleasure through her entire body. 

 "Are you ready for another round?" he asked, though Lunisa knew better than to answer. After all, while the sentence itself is a question, her master did not ask her for permission.

 While she was tired, and barely recovered from the intense fucking session, she nodded, knowing shaking her head would result in punishment.

 "Very good, and very smart of you" the Archdemon applauded her intelligence before his mouth found her nape.