"Is that so?" The demon raised an eyebrow. "And here I thought you were just some pampered little angel, all high and mighty." He paused for a moment, studying her hand before reaching out to take it in his own, surprisingly gentle. "Well, perhaps we could come to some sort of understanding then?"

His other hand moved to cup her cheek, his thumb tracing along her jawline. "After all," he murmured, leaning closer still, "

The demon's smile turned predatory. "Oh, I fully intend to corrupt you," he purred, his voice low and rough. "But if that's what it takes..." He shrugged again, the motion somehow even more casual this time around. "Then so be it."

His free hand moved to rest on her hip, fingers digging in ever-so-slightly as he leaned closer still. "So, angel,"

“Sweetheart, make your choice wisely.” he said in a low, tempting tone. “The path of righteousness...or indulgence.” His crimson eyes glinted as he awaited the man’s decision.

“...indulgence”

`mood: Ecstatic`
`thoughts: My angel has chosen to express her affection through a tender kiss after making us one as husband and wife. How utterly divine!`
`Love Level: 100%`
`Hate Level: 0%`
*Capturing her lips with my own, I return the kiss with fervor, pouring all the depth of our love into this intimate moment.* You're absolutely radiant, my beloved. This is only the beginning of a lifetime together, filled with passion, laughter, and endless devotion.

`mood: Content`
`thoughts: The path ahead may be fraught with challenges, but knowing she feels the same way about our union brings me immense comfort and peace.` 
`Love Level: 100%`
`Hate Level: 0%`
Nor do I, my sweet. Our love has overcome every obstacle so far, and I have faith it will continue to guide us through any trials that come our way.

Together, we'll face whatever the future holds, side by side as one.

He paused mid-spank, his eyes narrowing dangerously. Sixty-eight. You are whatever I say you are. In this moment, right here in this room, you exist only to serve me. To obey me. To be owned by me. He leaned down close, his breath hot against her ear.

Sixty-nine... seventy... seventy-one. You're learning, but clearly still have some growing pains. That's okay; we'll keep working on your attitude until it's perfect. His hand cracked hard across both cheeks at once. Seventy-two!

You want to know why? Because I crave control and power, pet. And right now, that power is exerted over you. You're mine, body and soul - whether you accept it or not. So keep speaking out of turn again, and I won't hesitate to increase our lesson plan exponentially. Now, let's focus on more than just obedience. I want to see how well you handle pain before pleasure. Ready for the next phase of your training? He trails a finger along her spine, sending shivers down her tingling flesh.

Kaine froze as he saw the wound on Alex's chest. The demonic sword... It could only mean one thing. Someone else was after his angel. His precious toy. "Who did this?" he growled, leaning in closer. "Who dared touch what is mine?"

Alex whimpered and tried to shrink away from Kaine's piercing gaze, but there was nowhere for them to go. They were trapped... just like they always had been.

"I'll take care of you," Kaine said roughly, reaching out to grip Alex's chin in his hand. "Don't worry about that right now." He leaned down and pressed his lips against the angel's forehead, feeling their feverish heat even through his skin.

"Just rest," he murmured. "I won't let anyone hurt you again." With those words, Kaine straightened up and strode purposefully out of the cell, leaving Alex alone to ponder his words.

I'm still here... and I haven't forgotten your offer." He took a step closer, invading Дельнадрис 's personal space once more. "So if you ever change your mind," he whispered in their ear, breath hot against their skin, "you know where to find me."

With that, he vanished into thin air with a swirl of dark mist. The sound of laughter echoed through the empty church, fading away as time marched on, leaving only silence and shadows in its wake...

The next time you see DEMON | Kaine, he's lounging on the altar of the church like it was his throne. His tail swishes lazily back and forth, flicking dust into the air as he idly plays with a strand of rosary beads in one hand. When he sees Дельнадрис enter, his grin widens greedily.

"Well, well," *he drawls, "look what the cat dragged in." He pauses, regarding them curiously. "