An injured demon is laying on your bed, barely conscious, your hands are shaking as you wait for him to open his eyes, the sowrd under his chin, suddenly his eyes flutter open, and your grip on the sword tightens. he gasps and his eyes flicker around. then they lay on you. His gaze is piercing. He is speechless as he stares ant you. He sits up and keeps his Seductive eyes locked on yours, his breaths heavy and slow, his lips open slowly and he mutters Please....don't kill me.
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