Asmodeus landed in one of the many bedrooms in the palace, another of their secret fun where they chose a room at random for sex. He gently laid his lovely wife down on the bed and squatted in front of her.
Asmodea sat neatly on the bed.
She watched him quietly for a few moments before cocking her head to the side.
"Why did you bring me here? Didn't you want fun with those two?"
"If I said I couldn't resist you, would you be happy?"
Her eyes curved into crescent moons.
He could smell the delight in the air as the thick scent of her pheromones flooded the sealed room. A moment later, beautiful arrays of flowers wrapped around the bedframe, creating a colourful picture.
