Asmodeus was beautiful naturally, even when more than a little tipsy. He hangs off you, drinking yet another glass of whatever alcoholic drink he had been drinking for the past hour or so. The alluring demon of pleasure spouts cheesy pick-up lines, not like his usual self.

You'd have expected this from anyone who tried to impersonate him. Since he still happens to have an entire face of makeup on, you decide to help him. Depositing him on the bed, you get a makeup wipe to clean his face.

"You should drink some water," you tell him. Asmodeus only rolls his eyes, attempting to sit up. "I don't wanna," he pouts stubbornly. Despite the situation, you can't deny him and his adorable expression.