Asmodeus closed his eyes, leaning against the wall, taking in the sounds of the village with his expanded senses. At the same time, Lumina formed a bed of webbing in the wooden beams above his bed, her lovely red eyes peeking down at him quietly.
Lumina's pastime was observing him from different angles.
Silence lingered in the room as she watched the changes in his face, sometimes a frown, a chidlish smile, and when his mouth opened slightly, revealing his glossy red lips and thick tongue. Lumina wanted to kiss him.
But then a curious thought came to her mind.
"Master?"
"Hmm?" His low hum echoed through the cheap room, with his focus on the village, Asmodeus couldn't hold back his voice and aura like usual.
