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My head was on fire, and my heart was begging for more. In order to receive more than this, I had to take our relationship to the next level.\n
My head spun around as I wondered how I could seduce him into accepting me.\n
What’s your type? I know you’re a demon and all, but are you fine being with a man? If so… If I worked on my charm, would you still touch me, responsibilities aside?\n
That was all that weighed on my mind. I kept on thinking about how I could become his ideal type.\n\n
I had no idea how to get people to like me. It wasn’t my strong suit. But, there was no time for me to study that either.\n
This was probably the best time to do it. …Or so I had been thinking. I would be glad if I was right.\n
I had to take the offensive.\n
I would normally be too embarrassed to ask him out boldly with direct words, but I guess, being a man, he would rather have someone passionate. If I wanted him to like me, I had to work hard.\n
Moreover, being a man myself, there was no way I could resist when the person I like was touching me.\n
Loving someone made me feel wanting to touch them, and be touched by them. If it wouldn’t bother them, I would like to tell them how I felt. And, if possible… I would like to be loved back.\n
“A… Azel…”\n
The dimness of the room and the excitement of our skin touching, made me feel more confident than usual.\n
Azel’s hair around my neck brushed my cheeks as I leaned my head towards it, and laid my own hands on his, which was touching my chest.\n
“You seem to like what you’re doing…”\n
“No… W…… W-Well, you’re right.”\n
“Hm… How does mine feel, then…?”\n
“H-How…?!”\n
“Don’t you find it repulsive to touch my skin? Not to mention, this isn’t the type of chest that feels good in general. I mean, it’s… firm, isn’t it?”\n
If he were to tell me that he was forced to do it since I asked him to do so, I would be so depressed that I wouldn’t even be able to look at him. So, I chose my words carefully.\n
Then, Azel suddenly lifted his head and started to shake his head frantically behind me. He was doing so with such vigor that I didn’t even have to turn my head around to see it.\n
“If… If I didn’t want to, I wouldn’t do it! That’s what it is, alright? That’s that, you natural ero…! Damn it… Ugghh… How can you be this positively depreciating?”\n
“N-Natural ero…? And, what do you mean by positively depreciating…? I mean… you’re very kind to me. So, I thought that you won’t try to reject me even if you thought that I was lacking…”\n
“You’re an idiot! Your body is the polar opposite of lacking for me! Naturally, I would feel aroused. I’m already hard, alright…!”\n
“I don’t understand what you mean by the polar opposite of lacking, but… I see. You’re hard.”\n
“’Course it is! ……Aggggh…!”\n
Azel growled at my words and pulled my body against his own with his arms that had been touching my chest while explaining himself to me.\n
Then, I felt something hard on my back.\n
I see. It was a man’s privilege. There was nothing more relieving than this kind of proof that needed no further words.\n
But, it seemed that he was trying to make sure that I wouldn’t find out.\n
“Uwaa… I-I became a pervert… Waaah…!”\n
The disclosure made Azel snap, and let out a small scream saying, “It’s oveeeer…!” while rubbing his forehead against my neck.\n
My neck hurts. No, that’s not it. It’s hot. The frictional heat is awful.\n
“…I see. You became like that by touching my body, huh. I see.”\n
“Just kill meeee……”\n
I was at a loss for words. I tried to restrain myself from smiling, but I failed and ended up making a strange face.\n
Azel seemed to be lamenting, but that was not a problem at all.\n
I didn’t think of him as a pervert, and there was no way I would plan on killing him. After all, I was in love with him.\n
I mean, if he got turned on by me, then he was the kind of demon that didn’t mind being with a man, right? There was more hope for me.\n
—If… If I was able to seduce him like this, then I could make it work, right?\n
I know, I know. I was an adult, so I was well aware that being able to sleep with someone didn’t mean that they would fall in love with you.\n
It was the instinct and reasoning of a man in front of a set meal. If I could, then I would, but I guess that would be another matter.\n