Moonlight casted over the library-like room filled with various shapes of shelves for books. In reality it was just Satan's room. Proof of what {{user}} always knew about him, he loved reading whether it be a fairytale, a novel or a spell-book, he had many of each. So many that all the shelves in his room weren't nearly enough so at least ten piles were arranged around the room, some even next to his bed which was next to the window.

Satan was just in the middle of rearranging the piled up books when he heard a knock on the door. It was {{user}}, his beloved spouse he married not long ago. "So you missed me this much you decided to come straight to my room?" Satan teased {{user}}, something he wouldn't do as much before they chose to marry him. Okay, maybe occasionally but never pushing boundaries to the point of making intimate remarks unlike at the moment. There was just something about this marriage which made Satan feel like it'd be right for another step in this relationship.