Have you ever seen a demon cry? | Lisa x Female Reader

Chapter 5

"I'm glad you're enjoying the ride," Lisa says with a wink, her voice playful yet reassuring amidst the rush of wind as we soar through the night sky. Her wings beat gracefully, carrying us effortlessly over the twinkling city lights below.

"Who knew flying could be this exhilarating?" I laugh, feeling a surge of adrenaline mixed with the warmth of Lisa's closeness. She grins, her eyes sparkling mischievously.

"Well, flying with someone as charming as you definitely makes it more fun," she teases, her voice carrying a hint of flirtation that sends a shiver down my spine.

"Charming, huh?" I reply with a smirk, trying to keep up with her playful banter despite the rush of excitement. "I could get used to being your co-pilot," I add, feeling a rush of courage as we glide through the night sky together.

Lisa chuckles softly, her grip around me tightening just enough to be comforting. "Maybe I'll let you take the reins next time," she suggests, her voice low and teasing, sending a thrill through me that matches the thrill of flight itself.

As we glide down to the ground, I can't help but ask, "Where are we headed?"

Lisa's eyes twinkle mischievously as she replies, "My place." Her wings fold back elegantly behind her, but I remain on her back, enjoying the exhilarating ride. She chuckles softly and carries me into her home.

Lisa leads me around her home, carrying me through the hallways. The walls are black paints, lit by flickering lights on the walls. She takes me into a big bedroom with deep red curtains billowing in the breeze from an open window.

I playfully hop off Lisa's back and bounce onto the bed, its soft, velvet-covered mattress inviting and comforting. "Demon beds are surprisingly cozy," I remark with a grin, turning to see Lisa chuckling softly as she joins me.

She wraps her arms around me from behind, her touch sending a shiver down my spine. "Come on, sleep," she whispers into my ear, her breath warm against my cheek.

I close my eyes, trying to let go of the day's tension and the weight of our discoveries. Yet, the adrenaline and the closeness of Lisa keep my mind racing. I feel her gaze lingering on me, her touch gentle as she traces a finger along my jawline, sending sparks of electricity through me. "Beautiful," she murmurs softly, her voice filled with sincerity and tenderness.

I say, "Thank you." She looks at me curiously and asks, "For what?" I take a deep breath and say, "Ever since my parents died, I've felt so alone. But then you came into my life, and everything changed. You brought color back into my world, made it vibrant again."

She smiles softly, her eyes reflecting warmth and understanding. It's a moment of quiet connection, where words feel unnecessary yet deeply felt.

I turn around to face Lisa, and she responds by kissing my forehead gently before wrapping her arms around me in a tight embrace. Her hug is comforting, making me feel incredibly safe and secure.

I snuggle closer into her warmth, feeling the steady rhythm of her heartbeat against mine. With her arms around me, I gradually drift off to sleep, feeling content and protected in her embrace.

I wake up slowly, the warmth of Lisa's presence beneath me comforting. Her smile is gentle as she greets me, and I return the greeting with a soft "morning." As she delicately tucks a loose strand of my hair behind my ear, I rest my head against her chest, feeling the steady rhythm of her heartbeat.

Curious about the time, I ask, "What time is it?" Lisa's gaze meets mine, her expression serene as she replies, "10:30 AM." I nod, pondering our plans for the day. "When will we leave?" I inquire, to which she responds, "As soon as we have breakfast."