"I'm supposed to kill you," I told him, "I bet," he whispered, staring through my glasses, "I should ask....why haven't you killed me?" I asked him
"I don't know," he said in a monotone voice as he came closer, pressing his chest against mine as he...
"Blow up that building too," I pointed and the curse lit it on fire, making it eventually combust as people screamed and I went on walking down the street
Should I visit my little treat today? I miss her vicious words
I miss her pussy and moans even more
I stopped in my tracks, catching her scent as I turned around, looking across the street
She was standing in a bookstore, chatting with a little mortal as she smiled, laughing with the young child
When she isn't busy frowning all the time, her smile is quite radiant
She quickly glimpsed me as I walked into the alley, sending my curses away as I leaned on the wall
I watched her come down the alley and my eyes looked over her body 
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Effortless
"You really need a hobby," she said walking to me, "I wasn't stalking you, not today at least," I smiled as she rolled her eyes
"You like books?" I asked her, "yes, it's one of the simpler parts of my life," she told me as I hummed, walking over to her her
I heard her pulse quicken as I caught a glimpse of her violet eyes over the glasses
"Why are you out?" I asked her, "because I have a life and can do whatever the fuck I want," she replied as I smiled, biting my lip lightly
Those vicious words
"I missed your smell," I told her, kissing her neck lightly, "just the smell?" She whispered, making me hold her waist, "maybe more," I pulled back and our noses brushed against each other
"I need you," I breathed as her heart sped up, "why?" She asked, "I don't know yet," I kissed her, pulling her into me
I picked her up, pushing her hard against the wall as we kissed hungrily, her tongue unable to keep up with mine as I feasted on her
What is it? My brain has constantly grown tired thinking about what it is about her that captures my being, rocks my core
Why do I want to watch over her? Why do I want to be entangled in bed with her, fucking her mindlessly?
Is it the lust? No, it can't be. I've had sex many times and it was nothing like this
Besides, I was intrigued before I even fucked her
I pulled back and lifted her top, pulling down the bra as I sucked her nipple, making her moan, grabbing at the back of my hair
"Ryomen," she called my name and I stared up at her, unable to express how that makes me feel
I never tell anyone to call me by my name. I told her after a week and when she does it, I can't help but feel like my body has ignited
