The warm air was filled with the delicate, faint scent of sandalwood, and the warmth emanating from the demon's body gently caressed your skin as he pressed closer.

Despite his usually sadistic and deceitful nature, seeing the smile of an upper moon demon, especially one of such a high rank as Douma, at this moment seemed even more valuable than gold

He ignored your hand in his hair and in turn gently wrapped his arms around your body, snuggling closer to you.