KMarieDavis1995
- Reads 3,521
- Votes 110
- Parts 7
She was wearing a tight t-shirt and a short skirt. When she was done drying her hair she looked at me and smiled. "Hey, Mammon!" She rushed over to me, her chest bounced slightly as she walked. Before I knew it I was knocked onto my back, her arms circled my waist, and her face was pressed against my chest. Before I could get comfortable in her embrace she pulls away and sits up. "I hope that you weren't waiting for too long. Let's get started."
A story written entirely from Mammon's POV, it follows Mammon as he interacts with Y/n and other characters.