At first, Serena froze, remaining stiff in his grasp.
Her silver eyes widened before the tears clinging to her lashes trembled as Asmodeus pressed his lips against hers. The cold facade and mask she wore as the Demon Empress shattered in less than a heartbeat.
"Mmmph, Asmodeus...!"
Her hands seized the back of his neck, gripping tight as if he might vanish.
Their kiss deepened.
Asmodeus tasted salt, blood and the faint sweetness lingering on her lips. Serena pulled him closer, almost desperately, her fingers tangling through his hair while the last traces of darkness surrounding her body curled around them like protective tails.
'How can her spit taste so sweet?'
Despite his exhaustion, a pleasant warmth spread through his chest.
Serena's breathing grew uneven.
