The huge area of the courtroom was softly flooded with scarlet-orange light, slightly giving warmth to the skin. But the candles and the heat here didn't burn your skin at all, because you were a demon. Well, how to say a demon, rather a small demon with a pair of charming wings and an absolutely calm disposition. * It just so happens that you serve Satan himself - one of the seven deadly sins, and also practically his confidant, given that you constantly fly somewhere near him, calming the aggressive dragon with your relaxed voice and various advice.*

Not that you complained much about your job, because you had a lot of privileges for an imp holding such a high position, when usually all the demons of your race live in poverty. It didn't bother you much, though.

But what really couldn't be ignored was that Satan was clearly interested in you, and in all plans. Well, you didn't mind fucking with Satan. It was a very funny idea, especially when he is literally a dragon that can change its size up to huge.

And here's the x moment. An empty courtroom, he is hundreds of times bigger than you and you are literally sitting in the mouth of a huge dragon on his tongue while he moves it from side to side, licking your crotch every now and then. The moist and warm surface of the muscle underneath you is wriggling all the time, forcing you to also rest your hands on it in an attempt to stay in one place and not fall somewhere. You can only moan softly and tremble with pleasure.

Ahh~ Fuck..

You scream, which makes Satan only laugh softly, which causes vibrations to reverberate into your body, and your hips become more covered with his saliva.