15 with asmo GN pls thank you happy valentine’s day 🤍
A/N: I’m so sorry this has taken me a while, I’ve really been trying my best. I’m also sorry it’s not super long, but I hope you like it anyway! 💞
You have no idea how much I’ve missed this - Asmo x GN! Reader
“You have no idea how much I’ve missed this”.
The sentence leaves you with a sigh and you hear Asmo chuckle behind you, fingers threading through the nape of your neck.
“Oh?”. His teasing voice comes closer, breath fanning your ear. “Is my touch so addicting?”
“You know the answer to that”. You grin lazily, peeling open one eye. Asmo’s bathroom comes back into focus, with said demon pressed against you from behind, fingers massaging your shoulders with slow, steady circles. The bathwater sloshes around the two of you, warm, silky and smelling of a delightful scent you can’t place. There’s two glasses of champagne on the edge of the enormous tub and you reach over to grab yours.
Asmo presses a kiss to your temple. “And you wouldn’t have it any other way”.
“Mhmm”. You swallow, placing the glass back on the brim and exhaling deeply as he finds another one of your knots. “Oh- yeah, that’s the spot-”
The demon giggles, nipping at your earlobe playfully. “You should let me take care of you more often, darling”.
“If I gave into your little offers every time, we’d never leave your room”, you reply, turning your head to meet his lips and giving him a quick peck. “You’d wear me out in no time”.
There’s a lascivious undertone to his tender grin, ever the demon of lust. “Oh, I’d have plenty of fun ideas for that”.
You can never quite believe your luck in these moments, staring at him in a kind of disbelieving wonder. He’s just so pretty, ashy golden curls falling decoratively over his forehead and long lashes fluttering closed as he entraps you into another, longer kiss. His kisses taste like honey, sweet and entrancing, and you’d never come back up for air if you didn't have to.
His hands leave your shoulders, squeezing your arms as they wander to your waist. You withdraw shortly, reaching up to cup his cheek and run your thumb across his soft cheek. Those little noises he makes when you bite his lip do nothing but further the fluttering of your heart that sends warmth to envelope your body. His touches are light and teasing but oh so loving, practically aching with desire.
“I could stay here forever”. You hear yourself sigh behind closed eyes, and his laugh drifts around you. Here, in his arms, you know you’re desired, you know you’re cherished and adored.
“I’d be offended if you didn't, my dearest”.
His hand finds yours and brings it up to his lips, pressing the gentlest of kisses to your knuckles. You give him a soft smile, expression painted with devotion as he observes you, pink and golden irises reflecting the light.
