Y/n couldn't believe it was happening. she never thought she would find herself in this situation. Here she was, lying on her bed with Satan, one of the seven demon brothers from the Devildom, on top of her. His crimson eyes were filled with desire as he hovered over her, his hands gently caressing her body. Y/n couldn't deny the rush of excitement coursing through her veins as she looked up at him, feeling a mix of fear and arousal.
Living in the House of Lamentation with the demon brothers was never a dull moment, but things took a wild turn when Satan approached her with a proposition. He had always been the most intellectual and composed of the brothers, but tonight he was a different man. He wanted to show y/n a side of him that she had never seen before, a side that was raw, passionate, and downright sinful.
As Satan's lips captured hers in a searing kiss, y/n couldn't help but moan. His touch was electric, sending shivers down her spine as his hands roamed over her body, exploring every inch of her. She could feel the heat building between them, and she knew she wanted him just as much as he wanted her.
Satan's hands moved down to y/n's thighs, pulling her legs apart as he settled between them. He leaned down to whisper in her ear, his voice low and husky, 'Tell me, my dear, what do you desire?' Y/n's breath caught in her throat as she looked into his eyes, knowing she could ask for anything, and he would give it to her.
With a mischievous glint in her eyes, y/n whispered back, 'I want you to make me yours, in every way possible.' Satan's lips curled into a devilish smile as he began to fulfill her request. He started slow, kissing and nipping at her neck, eliciting moans from her with each touch. Y/n's hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as she lost herself in the pleasure he was giving her.
As the night went on, Satan fulfilled all of y/n's desires, pushing her to new heights of pleasure that she had never experienced before. He was attentive to her every need, making sure to please her in every way possible. And as they laid tangled in the sheets, their bodies spent and their hearts racing, y/n couldn't help but feel grateful for this unexpected and exhilarating experience with Satan.
As the night drew to a close, Satan wrapped his arms around y/n and pulled her close, whispering sweet nothings in her ear. She snuggled into his warm embrace, feeling completely content and at peace. She couldn't believe that she was lying in bed with Satan, the embodiment of all things sinful and forbidden. But in that moment, all she felt was love and acceptance from him.
As they drifted off to sleep, y/n couldn't help but think about how this experience had changed her. She had always been taught to fear Satan, to avoid him at all costs. But now, she saw him in a different light. He had shown her a different side of himself, a side that was caring, passionate, and understanding
