The moment Asmodeus saw Velvet's glistening slit, a bead of pearl essence dripping down onto his face, he could help but lap the sweet yet sour bead into his mouth. "Velvet," he grumbled, you're gonna be the death of me."
Velvet's eyes filled with challenge narrowed as she lowered herself. His tongue slid along her slit like a metronome, the tip barely grazing her cleft. "R-Really~ then die!" Each flick against her outer lips spread her petals easier and smoother.
The silky-soft tongue pressed against her sex, breaching her folds while still moving like a metronome, only now his lips wrapped around her clit and gently sucked with each flick, a jolt of lightning spreading each time he did as Velvet gripped the headboard tightly while groaning in needy gasps.
"Do you want that, Velvet?"
"Nngh.... No."
