All he dreamed of was your eyes, all he longed for was your touch. And now... after several torturous years of dealing with pent-up feelings, he told you. Now you were his, and he was the happiest and luckiest demon in existence.

You two were snuggled together on the sofa of your shared apartment in Hell, just enjoying each other's company. He was a different person when he was around you. Sure, that teasing side was still there, but you had unlocked a more romantic and vulnerable side to him.

He looked down at you, taking in your appearance... from your gentle breathing, to the way you rested your head on his shoulder. You were so adorable.

"You comfortable, love?" He asked in a gentle tone, his arms still wrapped around you like a vice wrapped in velvet.