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You paused the movie you were watching, having felt your DDD buzz next to you, reaching to grab it to see you’ve received a few messages from Asmo. A smile formed on your lips as you opened the messaging app.
Asmo:
Hey, MC.
Tell me you love me.
I’m always saying it to you, but you never really say it back.
I want to hear it from you sometimes too, you know?
May I?
The smile quickly disappeared from your face. Yes, it was true that you weren’t the most vocal about your feelings but that was only because you liked showing how much you loved others through actions instead. You made sure to always show love to all the brothers equally but it seemed that Asmo may have missed the way you liked to operate? Or at least you hoped so because you never wanted to make the demon feel unloved or unwanted. Well you obviously had to clear things up, but first..
MC:
I love you.
Asmo:
[Sticker]
I absolutely love you too.
From the bottom of my heart! ❤️
MC:
Actually..
Are you free right now? I’d like to talk to you about something.
Asmo:
Oh.. Nothing bad, I hope?
I’m in my room. Just doing a bit of a closet cleanup.
MC:
Alright. Be there in 5.
You got up from your bed and started heading towards Asmo’s room. It didn't take long to find yourself in front of his door. You took a deep breath before knocking on the door. You heard some rustling before he opened the door, hair sticking in weird directions and clothes a little out of place. You couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled in your chest at the sight that was so un-Asmo like. You also couldn’t help reaching out to ruffle his hair, messing it up even more. It was incredibly soft and you felt yourself wanting to sink your fingers into it even more.
‘What happened here?’
Asmo pouted as he opened the door wider to show the mountain of clothes, on the floor, in front of his closet.
‘I think I need to upgrade to a bigger closet again. It’s no use trying to fit more into this one, I almost got crushed trying.’
You smiled, heading towards the bed, dodging the stray clothes on the floor and plopping yourself on one side of the bed while gesturing to the spot next to you. Asmo closed the door behind himself, going around the bed to reach the other side and hesitantly sitting beside you, his expression neutral but his eyes betraying his nervousness.
‘So..? What did you want to talk about?’
You sighed. You weren’t the best at expressing your feelings, it was the whole reason you liked to express your love through your actions.
‘Asmo..’ you started gently, ‘I wanted to talk about the conversation we just had. You know I love you, right?’
You could see a faint blush coloring his cheeks. He lightly puffed them out before releasing the breath he was holding. You noticed he wasn’t wearing any makeup and his freckles were clearly visible. He looked so beautiful you couldn’t help reaching out to gently brush your hand across his soft cheek, finally cupping it in your palm.
‘Oh..’
He cleared out his throat, eyes darting to the left before speaking up again.
‘Yeah, I mean you just told me.’
You roll your eyes.
‘You know that’s not what I meant.’
‘I know.. I just.. I just need to hear you say it sometimes..’
You hummed, sliding your fingers further up, finally and properly burying them in his soft hair like you’ve been wanting to for a while now. Well.. You were here to show him your love and show him you would.
‘I’m sorry baby, I know i’m not the best at speaking up about it but I always try to show it to you. I’ll try to be more vocal about it though.. And you can come to me any time you need reassurance.’
Your tone gradually dropping the more you talked to him. You started inching closer, eyelashes fluttering shut. Asmo’s lips always felt soft, like velvet. His movements smooth and slow, practiced and perfected, as he kissed you back, matching your pace. You felt his hand reach up to your neck and gently caress you there. His other hand sneaked up to your waist, bringing you closer to his body. You felt the warmth emanating from him as you started slipping down the bed to find a more comfortable position.
Asmo followed you effortlessly, never breaking the kiss. You finally let your head drop into one of his many pillows, trying to catch your breath. You opened your eyes to see him looking at you. The intensity of the emotions behind them made your heart flutter and your knees go weak. You started feeling heat building up in your lower belly. It never ceased to amaze you just how intensely he loved and desired you, and how he wasn’t scared one bit to show it to you.
‘Asmo...’
Your voice was barely a whisper as you reached to put your arms around his neck and bring him down to smash your lips against his. You tried to put all your feelings into the kiss, to convey just how much you cherished him. You felt your heart squeeze, overwhelmed by the strength of your emotions.
Asmo kissed back, giving it his all, as he usually did with everything that involved you. He moved to properly get on top of you and positioned his leg in between yours, reaching up to press his knee against your heat. You gasped into the kiss just as his hands grabbed your hips. He slid them under your shirt, slowly making his way up your body. He caressed every inch of your skin with such tenderness yet his touch denoted a possessiveness you couldn't miss. He broke away from your lips and let his mouth trail along your jaw and down your neck. He released a hot breath there, just beneath your ear and you felt goosebumps prickling your skin, making you shiver all the way down your spine.
You flipped him over, having learned a thing or two from all those months spent together.
‘Nuh uh. It’s my turn to make you feel good.’
He whimpered, grabbing your hips.
‘You know I just want to please you, my love. That has always been my priority.’
You grabbed his hands, tackling them above his head.
‘Not this time. This time, you’re my priority, baby. You deserve it.’
His eyes went soft as you lowered your lips to his. You peppered small kisses along his jaw, imitating his earlier path.
‘You’re so beautiful.. Sometimes, you come down for breakfast and you look so ethereal I almost can’t believe my eyes.. Can’t believe someone so attractive.. so perfect exists.’
You felt something foreign twitch beneath your bottom. You smiled into his ear. Hook, line and sinker.
‘You’re so good. So good to me. You always make me feel so good. There’s no one else that can make me feel like this, just you.’
His hands struggled against yours, eyes squeezing shut and voice letting out a deep moan. You only took it as encouragement to go on.
‘There’s no one else like you. I love you, love the way you make me feel, love the way you carry yourself, love all of you.’
You felt his hips push upwards against yours, starting to grind up. You were at your limit too. Looking at his disheveled hair, the way his eyes seemed to almost beg you to touch him, kiss him, take him. Hearing his soft moans, you started to slowly peel off your clothes, putting on a show for him. His hands immediately flew up to squeeze your soft body. From your plump hips, all the way up to your breasts. You started unbuttoning his shirt dropping kisses to every inch of skin you uncovered, and when you were finally done, you bit down into his hip bone, gently raking your teeth up.
You wiggled out of his lap to take off your pants and his just after. Asmo is slim but toned, lines defined and perfectly highlighting all the right places, limbs stretching out so elegantly yet effortlessly. You couldn't help running your hands appreciatively along his body, occasionally complimenting your touches with hot kisses. His hands flew to your hair, bringing you up to share a seething kiss which he only broke to look you deeply in the eyes, stopping for a few seconds to let his hungry gaze devour you. He seemed satisfied after a long silence, humming before propping himself up on his arms.
He pressed his back to the headboard of the bed and took your hand to guide you into his lap once again. His skin was uncharacteristically warm against yours, making you feel even hotter. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pressing yourself against his toned chest before reaching back to guide his member inside. You slowly slid down, taking a moment to adjust. Once you were ready, you started moving, setting a slow and languid pace.
You both couldn't keep your hands nor your mouths off of each other. The sweat of your bodies making it easier to slide against one another, and somewhat hotter too. Love making with Asmo always felt so intense, so much more different from regular sex, no matter how good that felt too. This just felt so raw, both of you whispering sweet nothings to each other in between kisses, sharp breaths and soft moans.
It was a slow and gradual, but very strong build up. You felt oncoming goosebumps, sending tingles down your entire body before your orgasm came crashing down on you. Asmo helped you ride it out, keeping the same pace while you shivered and grabbed tightly onto his shoulders. He always made sure you came first before he granted himself release. You both rode out the waves of your pleasure until you felt exhaustion setting over your body.
You stayed on his lap for a while longer, catching your breath, feeling beads of sweat falling down your neck, making their way down your body. You shivered from the cold air, sliding up and away from Asmo and going to lay down under the covers. He reached over to his nightstand, grabbing all the necessary items to clean you up for the time being before joining you under the covers and taking care of the both of you. You opened your arms, inviting him to cuddle up against you, not hesitating once before kissing his forehead once he was inside your arms.
‘I love you.’