Kassandra's POV
"Te quoque amo."
I look at her as she has a shocked expression at my words and then her lips curl into an absolutely beautiful smile. I take small steps towards her and when I reach her, I cup her face in my hands. I bring our foreheads together and slide my hands to wrap around her neck, her hands move to wrap around my waist.
As I look into her eyes, I notice that the skin surrounding them is covered in small splotches.
"Were you crying?" I ask.
I move to put my thumbs beneath her eyes and gently wipe anything she might have missed.
She freezes and I glide my hands down her arms to grasp hers.
She looks hesitant, like she doesn't want to answer, I bring both her hands to my lips and kiss them.
"You don't have to tell me anything, I would just like to be able to comfort you the way you comfort me."
She looks at me for a long while, with a look of utter adoration and smiles softly as she whispers, "You are absolutely perfect."
I grimace, I don't think that I'll ever be perfect. I'm not perfect. But no matter what, I will always try my best to be perfect for her. I know by the look on her face she knows what I'm thinking but I don't give her time to say anything as I pull her lips to mine. We meet kiss for kiss, gasps of air are taken in between and all I can think about is how each one makes me feel.
We both pull away from each other to catch our breath but I have this sudden urge, one I've never gotten before.
I want to mark her.
I want everyone else to know that she's mine.
I tilt my head to lay kisses upon her neck, she willingly gives me access and I hazardously kiss her neck until I hear a sharp inhale.
I want to grin at the accomplishment but have my lips stay on the area that permitted me such a sound.
I lightly graze it with my teeth and I see out of the corner of my eye, her mouth fall open in a silent scream. At this, I bite down just a bit and harshly suck at the skin. I know that it'll leave a mark and I'm somewhat happy at the fact.
She's mine.
I feel her hands grasp at my waist and pulls me closer to her, "Kassie," she almost moans and I pull away, embarrassed.
We're both breathing heavily, she more so than myself and I look at where my lips had been placed. I see the patch of skin beginning to turn an almost angry red and I'm kind of proud at the fact.
I look at Ravanna's face and I'm slightly shocked to find that her expression is one of flustered disbelief and what I find most amusing, is that fact that her face is completely red.
I didn't know that demons could blush.
We don't say anything to each other for a while, we're both too shocked at what I did.
I see Ravanna lift one of her hands to drag her fingers over the spot, a small smile taking place on her lips as her eyes lift to find mine.
"Well, amica mea, I did not know that you had been wanting to do that."
Relief fills me in that moment, she's not mad at me.
I hear a faint giggle, "Why in Lucifers name would I be mad? My girlfriend wanted to mark me and did so while bringing me undeniable pleasure."
I feel my ears heat up at her words but I try to respond, "Well, we hadn't talked about giving each other..... hickies," I whisper.
"Is that what they're called? Well my love, I see a lot of hickies in our very near future."
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A Deal With the Devil
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