Demon Machine - For blovedpleasure
When they reappeared in the garage he was housing the car in, he had her trapped in a deep kiss. Walking backward, he pushed her back on the hood of the car and ran his hand up under her shirt. He was still angry with God and His demand that he stop seeing Phaedra, but he had decided he would not take that out on her. She deserved better than to be his punching bag.
Besides, that would only serve to piss more deities off.
He lifted her up on the hood and ground against her hips as he broke the kiss. "This is a lovely machine, dear."
Besides, that would only serve to piss more deities off.
He lifted her up on the hood and ground against her hips as he broke the kiss. "This is a lovely machine, dear."