Both got lost in their own little desires and unfulfilled hunger. Damascus' grip on Ellio's lips loosened and Ellio took that opportunity to move his hands towards the back of Damascus' head.
The human gripped Damascus' hair gently as he felt the demon's tongue now seeking entrance inside his mouth. Without hesitation, Ellio accepted it, letting it wander inside his mouth, exploring all its corners.
Damascus' hand went down to Ellio's waist, he slid his hand under the thin clothing and felt the warmth and smoothness of his skin. Ellio moaned against Damascus' mouth, reacting from the movement of the demon's calloused and warm hands against his waist.
"There is no point in scolding these demons," Xorran's voice from the outsid was heard. "Let's just go and prepare for the events."
"B
