An Angel's Observation Diary

"I heard from Rasigal that you are very interested in the Demon Realm." Onigin poured him a glass of wine, "In fact, compared with the Eastern Continent, the western part has more characteristics of the Demon Realm. areas have been replaced by cities.”

"Well, if I have a chance in the future, I want to go there and have a look." Christophe took a sip from the glass, "Sweet?"

"The specialty of Kirnia City, brewed with the seeds of Nightmare." Onikin smiled.

"It tastes good." Christophe commented objectively. It's not a sweet taste, but a somewhat refreshing plant-like aroma. Although he doesn't like sweet taste very much, Angel still took a few more sips .

"What did Rasigal tell you?"

"Huh?" Onikin asked with a smile, "Do you mean what he said about you?"

Seeing that Kriffist acquiesced, the demon laughed even more happily, and he refilled the wine for Kriffister, "He doesn't want to tell me these things, did you quarrel?"

Not only was he unwilling to say it, but his face would turn cold when he mentioned it, and his attitude seemed to be...dissatisfied with desire.

"It's not a quarrel." This topic obviously made Christophe a little uncomfortable, and he lowered his head and continued to drink to avoid this topic.

That is a quarrel.

Onigin wisely didn't ask any more questions, but just sighed, "I'm still wondering why he can't go out on a date, it turns out it's Jinwu Zangjiao..."

Onikin obviously hinted at their relationship, and Kriffist didn't know if he was testing it, but since Rasigal didn't say anything, Kriffist also avoided the topic with silence.

Taking the other party's attitude directly as the default, Onikin simply changed the topic.

Except for the topics that Kriffist is not willing to talk about, it can be said that it is very pleasant to get along with Onikin. Onikin knows most of the western continent, including history and various current systems, features and attractions.

"If you pass by the city of Kirnia, I can take you to visit nearby towns." Onikin saw that he was so curious about the Western Continent, so he offered to invite him.

"He doesn't need it." Rasigal suddenly appeared at the door, he walked to Onikin, took his clothes, pushed him out of the room in one go and closed the door.

"Hey! I haven't done anything yet!" The red-haired demon knocked on the door unwillingly.

"Get out of here." La Sigir shouted impatiently at the door, and waited until there was no movement outside the door before looking at Kriffist.

"You..." Christophe didn't understand why he was angry, "This is a bit too much..."

"You think I'm too much?" Rasigal laughed angrily, "If you knew what kind of demon he is, you wouldn't say that."

"He told me that he is the lord of Kirsnia City, and he also told me what kind of place Kirsnia is..."

"And he invited you to the city of Kirsnia?" Rasigal took his words, "Do you know what his invitation means?"

"He didn't invite me..." Christophe retorted with some lack of confidence. The wine he drank just now seemed to make him a little drunk. His head was a little drowsy. He rubbed his temples to wake up.

Rasigal glanced at him and did not speak. His angel is indeed quite smart, but sometimes it makes him feel heinously unvigilant. He glanced at the wine on the table, which was half empty, " How much did you drink?"

"I don't know..." It didn't seem to be of any use. Angel, who rarely drank alcohol and never got drunk, seemed to have underestimated the strength of this alcohol. He tried to stand up and found that he couldn't keep his balance at all, and his body seemed to be inexplicable fever.

"Go to sleep for a while." Due to the limitation of magic power, the angel couldn't expel the alcohol in his body, but Rasigal was worried about another thing. He helped Christophist to lean on him to maintain balance, and the other He raised the wine bottle with one hand and shook it to confirm the amount of alcohol remaining, "You drank all of this?"

"Hmm..." Christophe groaned softly as he buried himself in his arms, the alcohol burned his whole body, and he unconsciously rubbed against the demon.

After putting down the wine bottle and putting Kriffist on the bed, Rasigal closed the door and went directly to Onikin who was drinking leisurely in his room, "I told you not to look for it when I left he."

Onikin looked at him and shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and put down his glass, "I even made him drunk for you, and you actually came to find me at this time?"

"Help me?" Rasigal sneered. If he didn't come back, Onikin would not show mercy to the drunk Angel.

"At least that's how it turned out." Onikin shook his head with regret, "This angel is so easy to deceive, it must be easy for you to lure him to bed, what a pity... you preempted him."

He's just not suitable for the devil world.

"I remember that you are not interested in angels. It turns out that your vision is too high..." Onikin smiled, his innocent baby face was in stark contrast to his words, "The archangel on the fourth day Fucking must be more enjoyable than ordinary angels."

"Enough." The other party's daydream was interrupted by a loud voice, Rasigal finally warned him not to get close to Kriffist, and left Onikin's room after getting the other party's random assurance.

"Yemeng's wine can be aphrodisiac. He drank a lot, don't let it go to waste." Seeing the other party open the door, Onikin raised his voice to remind him, and the answer was a slamming sound of closing the door.

Onigin turned his chair back to the table and continued to drink slowly. He didn't think Rasigal was a saint who could sit still with a beautiful woman by his side.

Or go out and have some fun.

Onikin put it in the wine glass. The nightlife in Saris is not as rich as that in Kirsnia, but it is still enough to pass the time.

"Geer..." Seeming to feel the breath of the devil again, Christophe stuck over eagerly.

Even the exhaled air is hot... Rasigore thought, let him take the initiative to climb up to his body, follow his movements to take off his clothes, and rub him against the other party's eager body, pulling Siegel's movements were quite slow and gentle, which made Christophe groan out of dissatisfaction.

Putting the other party down on the bed, taking off his clothes and pressing on him, Christophe gasped and kissed him, his legs rubbed against his waist and wrapped around him, holding the other party's neck with both hands to let him approach him, twisting The moving body seeks more physical friction.

Rasigal let him take it from him, and simply responded to his behavior without taking the initiative to attack.

Soon this kind of friction could not satisfy the orgasm in his body, he tightened his legs eagerly and pulled the other person closer to him, staring at him with wet eyes, breathing short and intense.

"I remember you just said that I was too much..." the devil said close to his ear, and the heat from his ear made Christophe tremble unconsciously.

"I was wrong..." the angel begged for mercy, "Hurry up, I can't take it anymore..."

Rasigal kissed Christophe's earlobe, and then sucked his body all the way down. The angel sent himself to the other's mouth eagerly, and the touch of his hand made him come out comfortably. She twisted her body and rubbed against the bed sheet to relieve the hard-to-vent urge, while eagerly longing for the demon on her body.

"I want... Rasigal... hurry... give it to me..."

"what do you want?"

Christophe almost cried out, the sheets on his lower body were soaked in a large area, but every time the demon touched and rubbed, he deliberately avoided the key parts. He looked at Rasigal in bewilderment.

"Say, what do you want?" Rasigel coaxed in his ear.

"I want you... Geer..." Christophe gasped with tears.

"What do you want me to do?"

"Come in... Hurry up... Hmm!" The ending was interrupted by the other party's thrusting action, and Kriffist cried out uncontrollably.

The body was instantly tensed because the other party was caught off guard, but it couldn't stop the other party from entering and exiting the soft and moist acupuncture point vigorously. A little rationality made him worry about the other party's physical condition, but soon those rationalities disappeared without a trace. The other party's body temperature was slightly higher than usual and he felt better than usual. Rasigel heard that the other party's body gradually became breathless Generally, he gasped continuously, and then turned into a small choked sob, until the other party opened his mouth and couldn't make any sound, and then shot into his body with a low growl.

After venting, the angel was still trembling, the effect of Yemeng's medicine had not completely disappeared, and his body was still unconsciously rubbing against Rasigel, even though the body in the refractory period couldn't feel the pleasure at all.

Rasigore gritted his teeth looking at him, and had the urge to pull Onikin over and throw him into the abyss. He pulled Christophe's hair and forced him to raise his head, and whispered in his ear "Do you still dare to eat what others give you in the future?"

"Well... I dare not..." Christophe obediently entangled the other person's body, rubbing carefully to release the desire that had not been fully vented, and Rasigore took him in his arms and stroked him gently. His back, let him move.

"Yemeng has some side effects, bear with it, and sleep well."

"Okay..." There was still some dissatisfaction in the voice, and Christophe closed his eyes with a sniffling voice. It did consume most of the mana, which made it easy to sleep. The only problem was...

Kriffist tossed and turned in the dream, and when he woke up, he still felt that he was being pinned and fucked by Rasigal.

The ecstasy in the body caused by the night dream disappeared, but the head was still dizzy, probably due to the influence of alcohol. When Kriffist got out of bed, he shook a bit. In addition to the headache, the body felt sore It started to become clear.

Rasigal heard the movement here and pushed open the door and walked over, "Do you feel better?"

"Yeah." The angel responded in a low voice. Along with the recovery from the soreness, there were also memories about the past. He seemed ashamed of his performance last night, and he avoided looking at Rasigal.

"I went to the underworld." As if not noticing the other party's deliberately avoiding gaze, Rasigel tidied up the table that was messed up last night.

Christine looked at him with some doubts, as if he wanted to ask something, but he opened his mouth and didn't ask.

"I found a few little bats in the underworld and asked him to go to heaven to ask about the situation, but I'm not sure if they can get there safely."

"Thank you." I was a little surprised that the other party actually dealt with this matter. After all, they were still in the cold war before, and this unexpected concern made him feel a little guilty.

Rasigal seemed to realize that Christophe's attitude was not quite right, he stopped what he was doing and turned to look at him, "What's wrong with you?"

Christophe didn't speak, he leaned over and hugged his neck for a kiss.

"Has the effect of the night dream not disappeared yet?" Rasigal frowned, and reached out to try it out, but was stopped by the angel.

"Can't it work without it?" Christophe asked him, seeing that the other party didn't speak, he directly tiptoed to touch his lips.

Not getting any response, Christophe stopped this casual kiss and looked at him quietly.

"Why are you rejecting me?"

"Why can't I refuse you?" Rasigal asked back.

"Answer the wrong question, start over, and answer my question, Rasigal." Kriffist pulled him down with more force in his hands, staring into his eyes.

"Few people dare to speak to me in this tone." Rasigal laughed and looked at him.

The angel showed an expression of what can you do with me, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Angel's every show of weakness usually starts with looking away, but this time he didn't seem to have any intention of flinching at all.

Rasigal thought it was very interesting, he leaned close to Chryfest's ear, and whispered, "You know that you sound like a dissatisfied whore, Chryfest."

"You..." Christophe glared at him, looking at the other party's provocative eyes but suppressed his anger, when he almost repeated the other party's name through gritted teeth, "Rasigal, give me A reason."

"There's no reason." Rasigal's expression turned cold, "You don't need to be honest with me, and I don't need to be loyal to you... Isn't that what our relationship is like?"

"Are you not satisfied with our current relationship?" As if hearing what he meant, Christophe asked tentatively, "But this is the most suitable relationship for us..."

It is impossible for them to become a relationship like a couple. Not to mention what Willy will think, even he himself thinks it is absurd. Besides, he doesn't think Rasigel needs to make their relationship go further. He doesn't know why the other party dissatisfied.

"Is it the most suitable?" Rasigal laughed, "Since you think so, you should be able to understand why I rejected you."

The devil is not a single-minded creature, not to mention that he does not have a stable relationship that needs to be deliberately maintained, but...

"Then what is our relationship now?" Christophe asked.

Just friends who go to bed occasionally.

Rasigal thought so, and said it.

"Do you often sleep with your friends?" Christophe smiled helplessly.

"Occasionally." Rasigal seemed to recall for a moment, and then said, "but I don't think you have as much experience as you."

"Knowing that the other party was hinting at Willy, Christophe let go of his hand and didn't answer.

Rasigal's definition of their relationship is very clear, so it seems that he is making trouble for no reason.