how to seduce an angel

I appreciate Garcia's introverted character, but I have to say that he is sometimes quite elusive.

Like now, he only half-spoken, and I had to catch up with him and ask, "Is the one you're talking about?"

I asked seriously, but Garcia seemed to have been humiliated and teased, showing an embarrassing expression, spreading his wings and about to fly away.

I really can't speak properly.

I had no choice but to grab his chain and wrap it around my hand a few times, pulling him closer.

Garcia could have extended the chain without me catching him, but he didn't.

"You like me?" I looked at his expression.

"..." Garcia didn't speak, but raised his eyebrows and looked aside while holding the book tightly.

He likes me.

As soon as this cognition came out, I felt suddenly enlightened.

Compared with happiness, what came out suddenly was more satisfaction, like the moment when I got my weapon for the first time, and also like the moment when I slept comfortably for a night after killing the devil king and opened my eyes the next morning. a split second.

It was a long-awaited feeling of satisfaction that finally got what it wanted.

When I was chasing the Angels, everything I wanted to see in them was found in Garcia.

Especially his current state on the verge of losing control is simply reproduced according to my favorite template, which is extremely exciting.

I really like watching Garcia's ascetic devil's sanity collapse. Without this process, my fun will be reduced by more than half.

Demons are so vicious, they easily bow to their desires, and they never hide it.

I tightened the chain bit by bit, and asked, "Don't you dislike me being promiscuous?"

"..." Garcia's breathing became lighter.

"Don't you want to waste your time on the whims of demons?"

"..." He glanced at me quickly and looked away.

"I go to the lord's palace to look for you every day, why do you ignore me?"

"..."

"Before I asked you if I could be your lover, why did you run?"

"..."

"What book are you holding? Did you really need this book? Or did you just—"

Before he finished speaking, Garcia finally couldn't bear it anymore, raised his left hand and pushed me to the wall on the street, lowered his head and covered my lips hard.

This was the first time that Garcia kissed me proactively. The kiss was not skillful, just blindly eager and forceful. Every contact and friction was full of venting, unwillingness and strong possessiveness.

The strange thing is that I was actually aroused by such a youthful and pointless kiss, and even the desire to continue doing evil was diluted, and it was rare to respond to him kindly.

Garcia's body froze, he let go of me with a red face, lowered his head to confirm my expression, I put my hand on his waist, and moved up to the base of the wings on his back.

Listening to his more and more rapid breathing, looking at his darker eyes, I suggested: "Go to my castle?"