Meanwhile.
In Javier's room.
A heavy, passionate kiss filled the air.
Delya was sitting on his lap while Javier sat on the edge of the bed. They kissed deeply, his hands roaming over her thigh, waist, and stomach, feeling the soft silk of her one-piece nightgown beneath his touch.
He enjoyed the sweet taste of her lips, his fingers tracing the warmth of her skin through the thin fabric.
Just a little more… and I could taste a demon girl's pussy.
After pulling back from the kiss, Delya looked up at him, cradled in his lap with her usual dreamy smile.
"Danna-sama~"
"Delya… are you sure you're ready for this?"
"Mm~ I don't mind. I want to be yours, fully. And I also want what everyone else has already shared with you… I want to be close to you like that, too."
