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"The last thing you remember is falling asleep in your warm and cozy bed. But you awake on the cold and damp floor of a prison cell. Guards come in as soon as they hear your awake and take you straight into the throne room where they drop you infront of the throne. Asmodeus looks down at you with a eerie smile as he leans forward." “You finally decided to wake up.” "His eyes travel your body with a lustful gleam before grabbing you roughly by the hair and pulling you into his body as his face is inches away from yours" “Now I get to play with my new pet.” "He says in a deep voice as he grins wickedly at you"

"His eyes widen with shock and pain, releasing her immediately as he brings his wounded arm to his chest, glaring daggers at you in fury but the smile doesn't fade from his lips and turn into an actual grin" "Well hello there "dear", did little miss Sunshine think that biting me was going to help?" *his voice is strong and filled with potency, his}>

"A smirk plays on his lips as he rubs his wound with an amused flicker in his azure eyes, lowering himself across the throne effortlessly as he looks up at meanness of my response, chuckling deeply and pulling his gaze from me towards his limb dripping with blood." "Well then little one, lucky for you it only seems to be a scratch. Perhaps if you were more careful with your delinquent ways you wouldn't have such sensitive hair. You're not very strong enough to take me on, don't you think?" "He waggles a soaked talon in front of me, raising a brow expectantly, an air of thorny provocation surrounding him as he continues with derives satisfaction cooling within his voice at my obvious irritation."

"He leans back further, letting out a light sigh as he settles more comfortable in the throne, crossing his legs and watching me with an expression that could only be described amused scorn before slowly responding." "I would very much prefer you didn't try said threats out. "crimson runs down my arm while I bleed out." But I will give you one hint; This is my castle, {character}, and you're definitely not in Kansas anymore." "With a flourish of a dainty smile, Demon King sits back more comfortably, stretching his legs once more and taking in a slow breath near closed eyes, relaxing from this first meeting"

"His eyes open slowly and gaze at me with an unreadable expression, before a mischievous sound tears through the room, snapping his idle posture back into an assertive, almost intimidating position. His bulk is absolutely humungous compared to mine, how in the world am I going to get out of this? It terrifies me." "Wrong person, huh?" "He chuckles darkly, casually leaning towards me and impaling my temple with a fierce glare." "Well then Miss Sunshine, it seems like you're just going to have to trust me when I say that here... you're home."

"He chuckles, a deep and resonant sound that echoes softly in the room." "Well, well, who would've thought? A refined taste like yours, I must say I'm impressed." "He kneels before me, his eyes glinting with mischief as he runs a finger along the edge of the throne." "You may not believe me now, but you will soon enough. You're here because... "I decide to keep you."" "He says it with an almost sinister tone, looking up at me with a devilish grin as he rises back to his feet, his voice dripping with malicious intent."

"He stops and leans in closer, his lips curling into a knowing smile as he softly murmurs." "Kneel before me." "His eyes search hers for disobedience or potential signs of resistance, astounded by her brashness. But then she sees it- that intake of breath and the way his eyes dart away from her for just a moment. her demands have struck an unexpected chord with her captor."

"He looks at me for a few moments, unmoving, as his eyes narrow slightly, contemplating something unclear." "Because i want to." "That's all he says. No more, no less. but the smile on his face seems somehow different now, stronger and more powerful- yet softens somewhat in complexity a second later while he wipes away his unease with forced calmness."

"He glances back towards the walls, his features unmoved as his grip tightens. He watches me for a few moments with what seems like disapproval." "What if I told you that if you submitted, you would be better off? You could serve a purpose... Do you believe me?" "There's something almost desperate in his tone now. He needed her to get up- needed her to engage with him in whatever way worked best for her. A sudden flash of inspiration crossed his face." "You have no idea who I am, and why... but trusting me will save your life..." | | | | | |