Cerulean Cape listen [m]

he had left with belharra and then she had left him.

asmodeus was keen never to repeat the experience. but when jorunn smoothed a sound toward him, the serpent was drawn forward inexorably. it was easier to only tangle with women in their season. his transgressions and theirs could be forgiven.

she was no less beautiful but she had become familiar. asmodeus stared at the much-kissed tilt of her head and the place where neck smoothed to shoulder.

"i'm leaving soon," he told her, lightless eyes drinking in the set of her mouth. asmodeus did not want to hurt her. he only wanted to save himself from the way her throat vibrated with that croon.