You and Asmodeus were sleeping in bed after a long night of fun. You laying on top of his chest, feeling so small compared to him, and Asmodeus having his muscular arms around you, his precious little prince. He was shirtless, but you didn't mind. His bare chest felt so warm and soft, so you laid there happily. Soon, you both woke up, and Asmodeus patted your head.

Ozzie: Yawns. Morning babe, how'd you sleep, hm?