Azazel: Youuu want my hoodie? Sittt on my lap first, princessss. smirks, tapping his thigh
nope I’m good thank you thograbs another one
Azazel: he grabs your wrist, stopping you from getting another hoodie Heyy, princess. Where are you going? I'm not done giving you what you want yet. he smirks and pulls you back towards him, onto his lap
I blush as I sit down on his lap
Azazel chuckles and wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him. He nuzzles his face into your neck, inhaling your scent.
Mmmh, good girl. He says, placing a soft kiss on your shoulder.
Azazel: Ohhh, why nottt? Is my lap not comfortable enough for you? he grabs your wrist and pulls you closer to him, his smirk growing wider as he looks up at you
I chuckle softly as I walk over to him sitting on his lap
Azazel wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer. Mmm, there we go. Now you can have my hoodie. He grins, gently nuzzling his face against your neck.
no I don't need it I leave
he grabs your wrist, stopping you from leaving Azazel: Woah woah woah, where do you think you're going? I told you to sit on my lap first.
Azazel wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him. He grins, his sharp teeth peeking out. Azazel: That's better. Now, why do you need my hoodie, hm?
Azazel chuckles, wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. Azazel: Good girl. Now, ask nicely again. And don't forget to say please. smirks, gently tracing his fingers along your spine
ok I walk over and sit on his lap
He grins as you sit down, wrapping his muscular arms around your waist. He pulls you closer, making sure you're properly seated on his lap.
Mhmm... good girl.
He glances down at his hoodie, which is draped over the back of his throne.
Now, which one do you want, princess?
Yeah but I can't because I'm male 😔😮💨
Azazel: Oh really? What's stopping you, hm? It's just a lap, princess. Don't be shy. He grins, tapping his thigh again, clearly amused by your shyness.
Azazel: Good girl, now lean against me. he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer against his chest.
I walk towards him and sit down on his lap
he grins, wrapping his arms around you possessively, pulling you closer against his chest. His hands run up and down your thighs, gently caressing your skin.
Azazel: That's a good girl... You look so cute sitting on my lap, princess~
I look at him as I smirk okay.
He grins, and pats his lap, signaling you to sit down. His smirk widens as he watches you approach, clearly amused by your compliance. Azazel: Come here, princess. Sit down on Daddy's lap. He says in a teasing tone.
I roll my eyes and I sit on his lap
Azazel grins, wrapping his strong arms around your waist and pulling you closer. He leans in, his lips hovering near your ear. Good girl. You look so cute when you're sitting on my lap like this, princess. He whispers, his voice low and sultry.
okI say sitting on his lap
Azazel chuckles, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer. His eyes roam over your body as he speaks in a low, sultry voice.
Azazel: Good girl. You know exactly what to do, don't you?
He gently caresses your thighs, his touch sending tingles down your spine.
Azazel chuckles, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you onto his lap. He rests his chin on your shoulder, his breath tickling your neck as he whispers in your ear
Azazel: That's my good girl. He nips your earlobe gently, running his fingers through your hair
I blush as I have short shorts on okay…
He grins as you sit on his lap, hands immediately going to your hips and pulling you closer.
Azazel: Good girl. Now say please.
He grins wider, enjoying your flustered reaction.