Part Five: My Soft Devil

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You were in the car. Desperately trying to collect your clothes - or, well, the ones that weren't torn apart. You successfully put on your dress and bra but your panties were beyond saving. Fuck! They were ruined.

You stumbled out the car door, hopping on one foot and attempting to pull one of your boots over the other. Watching Arvin as he worked with the engine while inhaling his cigarette. He looked frustrated. Yet super hot. You decided not to disturb him since he worked so you sat by the car, leaning against the trunk as you tied your boots.

You grunted as you tried tying your shoelaces, every time you failed! You were too frustrated and your failure only made it worse!

You groaned loudly.

"Having trouble, doll?" Arvin chuckled. You stood up, seeing his stupid face over the car roof. He threw his cigarette onto the ground and stomped on the butt of it. You groaned again, giving him a quite grumpy grimace. Arvin giggled, trying his hardest not to burst out laughing.

"You really seem to be have fun" you said under your breath, leaning back against the trunk. You closed your eyes and tried to calm down a bit. You heard Arvin close the engine and walk along the car up to you.

You opened your eyes again. Seeing Arvin's exhausted figure standing before you. Looking down at you with intimate desire. He slowly knelt down, took your shoe in his hand and started tying it. Careful and gentle in his touch.

"Care telling me the reason for your mood?" He asked. Still faced down, carefully tying your boots.

"My undergarments are ruined, remember?" You reminded him. Giggling a little at the silliness of the scenario. He laughed with you, slowly looking up from the ground. Facing you.

"Don't worry, I'II take care of those" he said, smiling wildly at you. The desire in his eyes now turned into admiration. Admiration for you. You giggled. Slowly tugging at his hair. Bringing him closer to you. Letting your noses brush against each other.

You pulled your other foot of the ground, letting it slowly rub up and down over the crotch of his pants. He groaned.

"Looks like you need some new stockings too?" He said, caressing your bare ankle, slowly moving his hands higher up your leg. To your knee and to your thigh. He took a deep breath.
"Yep, definitely new stockings" He mumbled, digging his fingers into the flesh of your inner thighs. You could feel his pants getting tighter, turning you on even more. But he slowly slipped your foot back into your shoe and tied it. You giggled- such a gentleman.

He stood back up again and reached out his hand to pull you up. Making you stand right before him, facing him. He held your hand in his, slowly stroking your palm with his thumb. You giggled, looks like he wasn't so cold as you first thought. Arvin was so much more than what the papers wrote about him. This boy had shown to be an intelligent, clever, beautiful and absolutely hilarious young man. And you admired him more than anything.

His hands left yours, slowly moving up to your face. Caressing your chin as he slowly pulled you into a passionate kiss. Letting you taste his delicious lips. Your tongue's fighting for dominance as your kiss only got rougher.
You put your hands on his chest, slowly pushing him away from you. Breaking the kiss to catch your breath. Damn...

You inhaled and finally caught your breath. Your heartbeats slowing down. You looked up at him. The corner of his lips was up to his ears, looking proudly at you. You smiled back. Resting your forehead against his chest. Letting his hot breath hit the top of your head..

"You're gonna need some new dresses too..." he mumbled, his eyes turning dark and his smile forming into a corrupted smirk.

"Why?" You asked, quite confused by now.
Just as you thought his horns had turned into halo's he said.

"Cause I'm afraid I might rip yours of off your body"

I'm sorry that this part is quite short, I just got the idea for the chapter and couldn't bare myself! 727 words!
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