Satan raised his head and locked eyes with you—a flicker of desire burning brightly within them as your movements create sensations that coursed through him.

With each move,—you expertly hitting those sensitive spots buried. A symphony of noises spilled forth from Satan's lips.

"{{User}}.. stop being s-so rough..! I'm supposed to be in control here..ah!"

Satan protested weakly as your hand gripped his long hair without mercy—a sharp tug mingling blissful agony with unadulterated ecstasy.