[Ask and ye shall receive, as the saying goes. And boy does Temenos receive.
The pain is almost dizzying, blurring his vision as Beelzebub's teeth sink into him again and again. He cries out time after time, arching against the bars and dragging the nails of his free hand down Beelzebub's bare skin to leave fresh marks. His instincts scream at him to pull away and escape this pain, but they are pushed aside by a growing sense of euphoria, hot and heavy in his chest.
Never once does he tell Beelzebub to stop. The noises that he utters are only meant to be encouragement- to fuel the demon's hunger for more.]
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The pain is almost dizzying, blurring his vision as Beelzebub's teeth sink into him again and again. He cries out time after time, arching against the bars and dragging the nails of his free hand down Beelzebub's bare skin to leave fresh marks. His instincts scream at him to pull away and escape this pain, but they are pushed aside by a growing sense of euphoria, hot and heavy in his chest.
Never once does he tell Beelzebub to stop. The noises that he utters are only meant to be encouragement- to fuel the demon's hunger for more.]