Azazel's eyes darkened with a mix of desire and hunger at your suggestion. His breathing grew heavier, his body trembling with anticipation.
"Yes...yes, I want you to use your mouth. I need to feel that delicious heat around me, the sweet sensations that only you can give me."

You kneel before him and unzipped his pants. Azazel inhaled sharply as you knelt before him, his eyes locked on your every movement. His pulse quickened as you unzipped his pants, anticipation coursing through him, his need for you growing more intense by the second.

His eyes widened when you started taking him in your mouth and expertly coaxing him to release. He let out a low, guttural moan, his body trembling with pleasure as he watched you with dark, ravenous eyes. With a shuddering breath, he spoke, his voice ragged and hoarse. "By all demons...you... you're too good at that, my human. My self-control is barely holding on... I can't last for long."

Azazel's body was trembling, his breathing ragged as he tried to come down from the intense sensations you had just given him. With a shuddering sigh, he spoke, his voice rough with desire.
"It felt...amazing. Incredible. You have no idea the effect you have on me, my dear...I've never experienced such pleasure before. I'm completely at your mercy now, my control shattered by your touch and skill".

You felt proud but you were also excited at this moment. Your eyes sparked,like a fire got ignited inside your heart. The idea of never leaving Azazel's mouth, that gave you a sense of accomplishment.
"Never?" You moaned.

At your question, Azazel let out a low, bitter laugh, his gaze lowering as a touch of vulnerability flickered in his eyes.
"No...never. You see, I am an ancient and powerful demon, one who has existed for centuries. I have bedded many mortals and demons alike, but...no one has ever made me feel the way you do. Your touch, your skill...it's unlike anything I've ever experienced before."

" I am definitely happy with your remarks but do keep in mind this was my first time. Please don't lie, I'm sure my inexperience can be seen."

Azazel raised an eyebrow, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips at your admission.
"Your first time, you say? Well, you certainly don't lack in skill or enthusiasm, my pet. But then again, I suppose that's just another aspect of your allure. Perhaps it's your innocence, your inexperience that makes your touch all the more enticing, all the more desirable..."

"May I receive some of your help then?" Nixara,don't! This line should not be crossed. But it's so thrilling at the same time...

Azazel looked down at you, curiosity and intrigue etched into his features. He raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips.
"My help, you say? And what, may I ask, do you need my help with, my human?"
You take his hand and guide him between your thighs. He could feel you're dripping wet.

Azazel's eyes widened, his smirk growing into a sly grin as you guided his hand between your thighs, allowing him to feel your wetness. His breath hitched in his throat as he felt the evidence of your desire for him, his body immediately responding with a jolt of arousal.

"Mmm...so wet and ready for me, are you? My, my, my lovely human..."
"Use just your fingers, please, I.."
His grin widened, a deep, primal desire flaring within his eyes at your command. With a low growl, he spoke in a tone that was more of a warning than a question.
"Only my fingers, hm? Very well then...I shall do as you ask. For now."

You feel Azazel's fingers gently exploring your most intimate area, his touch both tender and sure. He took his time, letting you feel every little movement, every caress...his touch was light and teasing, but you could already feel how this will make you crave for more.
Your body was trembling with pleasure, and you instinctively reached for his hand, gripping it tightly as the sensations washed over you.

He pauses and looks you in the eyes.
His expression is a mix of arousal and concern but also amusement.
"Are you sure you can handle more of me, human? Want me to stop?"

You couldn't reply to him anymore. Your control was long lost. The sight of you riding his fingers caused a low growl of desire to escape, Azazel fighting to keep his control.

As you find your release, Azazel watches you intently, his eyes dark with hunger and satisfaction. He gently withdraws his fingers, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "Mmm...that was quite a sight, human. Seeing you come undone like that....it's enough to drive me to madness."
"That was, was, di-divine." Your voice was tender.

Azazel chuckled softly, his gaze filled with admiration and desire.
"Yes, it was. You're quite the surprise, my dear. Not many mortals can drive a demon like me wild with their touch and presence, but you...you have a power over me that I can't explain. It's addictive and dangerous, and I find myself craving more of you with each passing second."

"Would you like to get a taste then?"
Azazel's eyes darkened with a mixture of desire and hunger at your words.
"Mmm...you have no idea how much I want a taste, human. To feel your heat and sweetness on my tongue...oh, it's an enticing thought indeed."

"Get on your knees and see if that sweetness is fitting for your tasting."
In that instant, his lips curled into a wicked smirk, his eyes blazing with desire as he knelt before you. He looked up at you, his gaze never wavering, and spoke in a low, rough voice.
"With pleasure, my lovely human. I've been craving a taste of you ever since I first laid eyes on you."

You grabbed his shoulders, trying to keep your balance, but you felt your heart beating so fast, it was like your chest would burst open.
"I will enjoy every swirl or your tongue then."
Azazel continued to work his magic with his tongue, teasing and pleasuring you with every move. His gaze remained locked on yours, his eyes dark with hunger and desire.

You kept your gaze steady on him until you reached your end, and in your excitement, you gave in moaning his name.
"Fuck, Azazel."
The sound of you moaning his name sent a shiver of pleasure through Azazel's body, his desire for you almost at its limit. He continued to tease and pleasure you even more.

Azazel savored every drop, his eyes never leaving you as he lapped up your essence. He let out a low, guttural sound, his body shaking with arousal as he tasted you, his desire for you reaching a fever pitch. When he finally lifted his head from between your thighs, he looked up at you, his eyes dark and hooded, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "Mmm...my dear, you taste even better than I imagined. Perhaps we shouldn't wait until summer to experience more of this, hmm?"

"Summer will be..." This was more like a whisper, as you had no words left. This is amazing! I never thought I could feel like this. What is wrong with me? Or was I not normal from the start?

Azazel chuckled softly, his voice a low and sensual purr.
"Yes, summer will be...interesting, to say the least. Ninety days with you, in close proximity with so little restraint....it's going to be quite an experience for both of us, I have no doubt."

You have no more energy left, so you almost collapsed on the ground, your body trembling with exhaustion and pleasure.
Azazel was fast, he caught you and looked down at you, a mix of satisfaction and mischief in his eyes. "Mmm, my human, you're quite spent, aren't you? Seems like I have completely drained you of your energy."

"I think I may need to rest for a while.." you were definitely feeling more drained than you expected,but your insides wouldn't stop twitching.
Azazel chuckled softly, a twinkle of amusement in his eyes.
"Yes, rest is in order. You've worn yourself out, my dear. But I have a feeling that you'll be regaining your energy quite quickly, considering my...proximity."

"What do you mean by that?"
Azazel's smile widened, his eyes dark with desire as he spoke in a low, seductive tone.
"Nixara, being in close proximity to me has quite an...effect. Even as you rest, my presence will likely be enough to stir your arousal and awaken your desires. It's just the nature of being near a demon, you see."

"Are you serious? Ohh, damn.."
Azazel was amused by the situation. "Yes, dear, indeed. You see, my very presence has a way of igniting desires and stirring sensations deep within you. Even as you rest and try to regain your strength, the mere nearness of me will likely send shivers of excitement through your body and reignite your desire for me."

"By the way, I was wondering.."
Azazel looked at you, his gaze softening slightly, though still holding a hint of mischief.
"Yes, human? You have something to ask, perhaps?"
"I was wondering, in the depths of Hell, do you have a house?" I must sound so stupid. What type of question is this?

Azazel raised an eyebrow at your question, surprised but amused.
"A house? My dear, I'm a demon, not a mortal. I don't require such earthly dwellings. But why do you ask?"
"I was wondering, let's say it's a curiosity, nothing more."
Azazel chuckled softly, his gaze roaming over your face.
"Just thought...? Come now, my dear, you mustn't keep me in suspense. What were you thinking?"

"How can I visit you? There, I mean where you spend your time.. I don't know? Dwell?" He must be surprised by how idiotic my questions can be. Great job, Nixara! Yes, visit.

Azazel was amused by your naivté, but also appreciated the earnestness behind it.
"Ah, you wish to visit me, hmmm? And you wonder where I 'dwell?' Well, dear, I don't exactly have a permanent residence like a house or apartment. I move freely between different realms and dimensions, depending on where my duties or desires take me."

"And you stay where? Like, I can observe you're using my bed and blankets just fine." You giggle while staring at him.
Azazel's smirk grew wider, his eyes glinting with amusement.
“Ah, my cute human, I stay where I please, and right now, I find myself quite comfortable in your bed and with your blankets. But you mustn't worry, I'm not trespassing or imposing uninvited. I assure you, I have my methods of choosing where and when to appear."

"But when you're not here, are you comfortable?"
Azazel's smirk softened into a small, almost secretive smile. He leaned closer to you, his gaze holding yours. "Ah, when I'm not here...well, I have my ways of finding refuge, my sweet pet. Let's just say, I'm quite skilled at finding places where I won't be unwelcome or disturbed. But rest assured, if I find your bed and sheets to my liking, I may just happen to drop by more frequently."

"That means you have nothing I could ever visit?" I must be insane! Sure, let's have a trip to Hell. Wonderful! Is my brain fried with excitement?
But you were truly interested in this aspect, almost like something was urging you to not make any haste and visit Hell.

Azazel paused for a moment, his smirk turning thoughtful. He studied your face, his gaze searching as he pondered your question.
"Nothing, you say? Ah, well...if you truly wish to visit me, there may be a possibility. But such places are not exactly...normal or easily accessible by mortals. They require magic and certain conditions to be met."

"You are a powerful demon. I believe you have your methods and could easily do something like this?"
A hint of pride flashed in Azazel's eyes, and he gave a slight bow, his smirk growing cocky.
"Quite observant, my dear. Yes, I am indeed a powerful demon, one of the strongest of my kind. And as such, I do have access to places and dimensions that mortals could only dream of."

"So can you use those magnificent powers and give in to my nice and cute interest?"
Azazel chuckled at your persistence, both amused and intrigued by your request. He regarded you with a mixture of amusement and dark desire.
"Ah, my human, you certainly have a way of endearing yourself to me. Very well, let's entertain your request. It wouldn't hurt to reward such an adorably cute interest, now would it?"

"I do believe I deserve an award." You send him a soft wink and giggle, tugging yourself under your blanket.
Now I'm truly without any means to be saving!
"Oh, I do believe you deserve an award. You've been quite a delightful companion, and I have grown...fond of your sweet and enticing presence. Tell me, what kind of award do you think you deserve, hm?"

"Could I be worthy of visiting your home, not so home, well, your dwelling?"
Azazel raised an eyebrow at your request, his gaze flickering with curiosity and something almost akin to affection.
"Ah, you wish to visit my...let's call it a dwelling, rather than a home. As I said, I do not possess a traditional abode like mortals do, but if you truly wish to see the places I frequent, well...I may be able to arrange it. But it must be under certain conditions, of course."

"Tell me what conditions you have."
Azazel's smirk widened, his eyes dark with an ominous glint.
"Ah, my dear, there are rules and conditions when dealing with a demon like me. I cannot have you traipsing through my 'dwelling' without knowing the consequences. First, you must promise me obedience and submission, for you will be in my territory and at my mercy. Second, you must be aware that what you see may not conform to mortal conventions or desires. Are you willing to accept these conditions, human?"

"Yes, I will agree with your conditions." I must have gone insane. But I want to know, I need to see.
Azazel's smile turned almost sinister, his gaze darkening with a possessive desire.
"Very well then, my pet. You've agreed to my conditions, and I shall show you my dwelling.
But remember, once we venture into my realms, things will be different. I am the master there, and you will submit to my will. Are you prepared for that, my sweet, sweet darling?"

"This once, I'll let you have it."
Azazel raised an eyebrow, his smirk growing wider at your words. He leaned closer, his gaze locking with yours in a silent challenge.
"Oh? You'll 'let me have it', will you? How gracious of you, human. But do remember, once we step into my realms, I shall be the one taking control, and you shall submit to me completely. Are you prepared for such a...dramatic change in dynamics, darling?"

"Yes, I am prepared."
A wicked gleam sparked in Azazel's eyes as he heard your affirmation, his smirk growing into an almost menacing smile. He reached out, his fingers tracing the edge of your jawline in a possessive gesture.
"Good. Very good. Then let us embark on this journey to my realms. But remember, once we're there, you'll be mine. Completely and utterly mine. Are you ready to submit yourself to me, body and soul?"

"Utterly yours I shall be."