[Another hum, and another press of his thumb, rubbing slow, small circles against her through the fabric.]

I don't mind being called that at all, you know. [At least, in this sort of context because it does send pleased little notes from his brain all the way down his spine, a little recognition of who and what he is.]

But I'll give you a choice: Do you want my human name? Or my demon name?

[He's teasing, and though he does detest being called Abel, maybe this might help put that name in new light, if that's the option she chooses.]

Kazuya Minegishi. A pleasure to meet you.

[And with that, he moves his head so that he can lavish that same attention he'd already given her one breast to the other, though this time he's not completely above sucking a bruise into it, just above her nipple, nipping the spot afterwards with an incredible amount of self satisfaction.

That one will stay there for a bit, he figures.

At least, it will if he distracts her from it, and he certainly fully intends too as he slips his hand under the fabric of her panties to feel her in full, to thumb against her clit in slow, wide strokes.]

[ Asta. Somehow it doesn't quite fit her, but he's far from caring in the moment. She's slick to his touch and looking at him with a heat in her gaze that stokes his own.

He groans softly then, around her. Again, Kazuya preens under the knowledge that he did this to her, and while it's not something he'd really think of otherwise, in this moment it's all he can think about.

He pulls his hand away so he can hike up her dress further and bring his body lower, low enough he can press more kisses into the insides of her thighs, teases higher and higher with his tongue until he's pressing it at her through her underwear.

He's not sure what he really expected taste-wise, but it's honestly not bad.]

[ There's a few strokes of his tongue against her through her underwear before he pulls away at her command to wait.

He massages her thighs with both of his hands this time, running them higher and higher until he catches the waistband with his fingers and tugs, like he means to remove them. Eventually, anyway.

He watches her with one blue eye and one red eye and has grin that's wide and toothy. ]

Oh yeah, I forgot. You don't want to be eaten.

[ He's amused, and it's obvious. ]

My hands fine, then?

[ He hums in mock thought, tilts his head this way and that like he's considering her words very carefully. ]

Well, I'm not going to do something you dislike so much.

[ He is being such an ass right now. He's very much aware of it.

Kazuya gives a tug again, a little bit of magic, and Asta will find that her underwearare very much suddenly off her body and in his hands. Hope she's not too self-conscious.

The temptation to toss them to the floor is real, but he resists, setting them off to the side on the bed itself.]

Unless you tell me that's what you want.

[Asta is so very, very lucky that Kazuya isn't the type to make her beg. Just a little bit of teasing and she's already singing a different tune to what she had earlier, even if he'd already known that this hadn't been what she meant.]

I guess that's good enough for me.

[Also, like, she did say please, in that small little voice with her face flushed so pretty and her thighs squeezing against him gently. It's enough for him, and he'll lower himself back down, moving both hands to either of her thighs to open her up a little more and make it easier for him to slot his tongue against her core and slowly lick at the wetness accumulated around her pussy.

He can taste her in full now, and he finds that while he hadn't minded the taste of her before, through her underwear, he really, really doesn't mind it now. It sparks a pleasant little shock down his spine and into his gut.]

[ It's a little surprising how wet she is, just from a few flicks of his tongue. There's more with every swipe, more for him to drink up from her and he makes a soft sound for it. Theres a real eagerness from him, to drink up everything that she'll give to him.

There's really no threat of him suddenly stopping again, if the way he presses the flat of his tongue against her, the way he licks her clit is any indication.

Does he know what he's doing? Only a little bit! But Kazuya knows by now if she wants something she'll... tell him, even if it's in a round about way. ]

[Truly unfortunate that she did call his name like that! It makes him stop, briefly, because holy shit. That's the hottest thing he's heard in his life? Someone calling his name in that cadence as he eats them out? Kazuya groans against her softly.

(In the very, very back of his head, he tells himself firmly that this will not be the subject of a fantasy at a later point, because that would absolutely be weird and maybe a little creepy. The demons sure argue for it, though.)

Anyway, he really, really wants to do this right. He's never done it before, but he's seen videos online and there is an unfortunate amount of demons who actually know what he should be doing in this situation.

This time, he listens to them. To a point, anyway.

He wraps his lips around her clit, sucks on it slowly and brings a hand up so that he can gently tease a finger inside her carefully.]

[ He wants more of those sounds, delights in the warmth they set in him, and he can't help the slight cant of his hips- just once!- Against the bed to get a little relief of his own. It's getting a more than a little uncomfortable now, and part of him desperately wants to shove down his pants and take ahold of himself and stroke himself in time to the movement of her hips rocking against his face.


That would mean taking his hands off her though, and he finds he can't bring himself to do that. Asta comes first, in this circumstance, pun not intended.

He rocks his hand against her, sucks and licks her clit, her pussy, anywhere there's wetness like she's a well in the desert.

One that sings so sweetly, at that.]

[ The more wet she gets, the harder, the more hungrily he licks and drinks deep of her. There's no need for her hand to guide him when he's already metaphorically struck gold with how much she gives him.

Too much, even, in an instant, he finds. Kazuya retracts his finger in favour of his tongue delving inside her deep and going right to the source. That same hand he retracted now strums against her clit instead in an unpracticed manner. There's really no rhythm too it, just whenever he remembers that he can move his hand he does.

It's a little distracting, the way she sings his name to the tune of the blood pounding so loudly in his ears. ]

[ Distantly, he hears her call his name, more immediately he feels her tremble and shake and try to force herself deeper on his tongue and he does what he can to oblige.

And he continues licking her, not quite clueing into what's happened because he would have assumed she'd have been louder because the girls in the videos are always so loud...

So until she shoves him off, he's thinking he needs to step up his game, lick her harder, do more.

(He's probably about to get smacked.)]

[ Oh, that gets his attention, at least. He pulls up and away, looking at her curiously.

It's only now that he's pulled away does his body seem to remember how to function, and his breath hitches, then comes fast, like it's catching up all at once. ]

Too much?

[ Does not compute, and he even looks confused, face wet and slick with her juices. ]