Send "♡" for my muse's reaction to yours kissing them.
{ ❅ } - Who was this? Obviously it was a demon he had never encountered and yet he wasn't wavered. She didn't seem uncultured like the other demons he had encountered- they would rather seem almost like pigs, something to slaughter- because that was what he was told to do, and yet he was intrigued by her? Was that even the right word? In the end he didn't care.
And yet, this situation- an angel and demon kissing, in his world, in his time was almost taboo, something like treason to the other side, almost like there was no room for peace, when there was only war filled in the air, all the possible friendships- all the possible loves that could have come out of it, it was a shame really, something so beautiful became tragic, almost like a sin. A sin that could never be forgiven.
But despite that, the angel didn't care.
He let it happen, he didn't care if anyone say- in this point of time he didn't care. As he went along with the kiss, not pulling back or pushing away- he just let it happen, it was disgusting- but then again there wasn't anything in this world that he didn't find disgusting at this point. Even that was disgusting in itself, wasn't it?
With a small sigh, he looked at the white haired demon. He wondered what kind of person she was, and why in the world she decided to have kissed him. Either way, the reasons didn't matter, they were unnecessary, especially in this sort of time, when reason was never clear. That was fine with him, he wouldn't complain, after all he wasn't made to complain.
❝ Is there something you need from me?
Or are we just playing around? ❞
What a peculiar demon he would say at the least, he didn't like making judgments on the first meeting, considering that everyone had their dark secrets, and the things that they hide, even he did... he was no different from anyone else.