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“We could kiss with our eyes open?”
Satan let out an unexpected laugh as he processed what he heard you say. He paused for just one second after and truly considered your offer.
“You’re so strange…,” He muttered, “and yet I’m afraid we don’t have another option.” It was his own dilemma that you had so graciously, and unconventionally, solved. Someone else might have suggested simply to wait patiently after a quick peck or chaste kiss. It’d only be a few seconds that he might wait to continue to stare into the beautiful and gratitude-filled starry eyes in front of him.
That’s what Satan loved about you, honestly. You didn’t filter anything away from him, nor anyone. You were quick-witted and had completely unique ideas that confused him… but intrigued as well. Spending time with you, hearing your thoughts and plans; it always led him down an exciting path. You kept his mind active and his days since you had arrived were never dull or mundane. You stirred quite a lot of emotions in him, and not all of those revolved around his epithet, Avatar of Wrath. It was hard to say what that meant to him.
Satan stepped into your space and suddenly the absurdity of your suggestion hit you. A light laugh escaped your lungs as your eyes darted around the room, yet your hands made their way onto his shoulders. “Don’t get distracted.” Satan mumbled leaning into you, eyes open, and a gentleness in his voice that sent butterflies swarming around in your stomach.
“Hey, I just said our eyes had to be open, not that we had to make direct eye contact during it.”
“Oh really now?” He chuckled, letting his hands fall to your hips and you could swear he was pulling you in or maybe it was that you couldn’t help but want to be closer. His voice came out in a low rumble across your cheek, “I hardly believe you knew what you were actually suggesting.” His stare continued and you cursed him for being a Demon. Of course he could pull off the creepy unblinking stare.
You cleared your throat quickly and then submitted to your fate. “Okay, fine, if you want a staring contest make-out session, you’ll get a staring contest make-out session.” With that, you convinced yourself to look him straight in his eyes but lacked the boldness to continue with following through.
“I didn’t say I wanted that.”
A moment of silence between you two felt like an eternity when under the scrutiny of Satan’s gaze. It was a silent battle, especially with that annoyingly handsome smirk plastered on his face. Maybe it was a second, or two, that you lasted before shutting your eyes tightly and letting out a huff, cheeks burning. A groan of embarrassment came out but it was only more endearing for Satan to hear.
Soon after, you felt a chaste kiss on your burning cheeks. It was quick, and loving, and you let out a light chuckle. “Hey.”
“Mmmh?” Satan mused, kissing you again, and again, and however many times as it took for you to melt completely into him. And you did.
“Okay, okay. I’ll actually do it.” Your eyes opened and Satan watched the stars alight again. He counted them this time, enamored, just in case you were to close your eyes once again. “You’re very convincing, you know that?” You quipped at him, and then you heard it again. Satan’s genuine laugh. It took you by surprise every time, your heart was unable to stop hammering away in your chest as it threatened to burst out. With a quick exhale to steady yourself, you tightened your arms around his neck, pulling yourself ever closer to him. The air was thick with allure and you wanted nothing more than to drown in it. It was hard not to close your eyes.
Despite the lengths it took to arrive there, you and Satan finally managed to lean in, eyes fully open, and quickly pecked each other on the lips.
It was creepy.
And yet, you both laughed immediately after and felt the burn of something deeper between you two. The flush bubbling under your skin as you admired the loving smile on Satan’s face.
“That was…” You started.
“Intimate?”
You brought your hand to caress his cheek, another laugh tumbled out of your mouth. “Yeah, definitely not creepy.” Then you leaned in, silently pressing your head into his chest. You two were standing in the middle of his room. Despite how cluttered it is, littered with books and scrolls and magic items floating around, you found this place the most comforting within the House of Lamentation. Maybe more so that Satan was in it as well, you thought.
Satan felt you relax and adjusted himself, slightly causing the both of you to sway as if you were dancing under the night sky. Was it the darkness of his room or the power of your embrace that dragged Satan away into a starry dream? Maybe you were just that good of a sorcerer, or maybe it was the stars in your eyes that escaped? If that were the case, he’d have to help you catch every individual star and guide them back into your eyes. He couldn’t tell, but it didn’t matter as much as he savored this moment with you tangled in his arms.
Under the imagined sky, he figured it out- what you meant to him. The emotions that stirred around in that demon heart of his were there since long ago but he never truly thought to name them. His entire body burned with something just as hot as rage, but not.
“I love you.” He breathed out, almost too quietly, as he kissed gently on your forehead. It sounded foreign on his tongue, but the feeling was familiar. He watched your reaction carefully.
Your silence was new. It was hard to leave you speechless, he noted. The closer he looked, though, he saw thousands of emotions pass through your eyes, flashes of different expressions that danced on your features. It was almost amusing, if his stomach wasn’t twisting just a little, waiting for you to say anything.
After your brain short circuited, you finally found a response within you. “I love you. So much.” You coughed, “I mean, ‘too’. I love you too.”
Satan’s honeyed laugh reached your ears and you relaxed again. “I love you so much, too.” He teased you and tilted his head down to kiss your lips.
This time without the creepy stare.
The kiss was filled with something gentle but expansive. It was hard to tell exactly what it was… until you broke the kiss, and another star, emerald and bright, appeared before you both. It was his gratitude, but it was yours to take.