[It's true, he didn't have anyone, outside of a demonic bodyguard that had made an oath to him. Maze was his friend, yes, but she didn't love him. He's not sure she could love anyone.
Then again, he'd said the same thing about himself.
Regardless, it was an easy thing to get someone in his bed. All he'd ever had to do was make eyes at them and they'd fall over themselves trying to get out of their clothes most of the time.
That wasn't what he actually wanted, though. It was a distraction, something to occupy his mind from all the terrible things that flowed through it, to indulge in the debauchery he was known for, to be what he thought he was supposed to be.
Chloe made him want to be better. She made him not want to shut off the things that made him closer to human.
The hand not entwined with hers lifts to brush strands of blonde hair away from her face and behind one ear.]
That's not exactly something anyone has ever done before. Or vice versa.
[She made the Devil love. What could be more special than that?]
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Then again, he'd said the same thing about himself.
Regardless, it was an easy thing to get someone in his bed. All he'd ever had to do was make eyes at them and they'd fall over themselves trying to get out of their clothes most of the time.
That wasn't what he actually wanted, though. It was a distraction, something to occupy his mind from all the terrible things that flowed through it, to indulge in the debauchery he was known for, to be what he thought he was supposed to be.
Chloe made him want to be better. She made him not want to shut off the things that made him closer to human.
The hand not entwined with hers lifts to brush strands of blonde hair away from her face and behind one ear.]
That's not exactly something anyone has ever done before. Or vice versa.
[She made the Devil love. What could be more special than that?]