Star's Point of View:
I can't believe that I'm following Asmodeus around while I'm caked in mud. Ugh, Star, talk about desperation. Such a hottie though. His eyes always seem to grab my attention and the rest of him isn't so bad either. Sometimes I can just picture myself rubbing my hands through his perfectly messy spiked red hair. He's so toned too, mmmm, me likey what I see. Gimme them muscles. Asmodeus clears his throat. "Make sure to not get too distracted as you follow me. I'd prefer you to not get lost," he says with a soft chuckle afterwards. My face reddens even though he's looking forward and is ahead of me. I do hope he didn't just sense all of what I was thinking. "So where are we headed?" I ask him. We've been walking for a good fifteen minutes into the woods, away from
