Samael laid Lilou down on the bed carefully. He assisted himself away, hand on her side, the other arm still around her waist. Hovering over her, he looked into her eyes and smiled.
"Lilou," he called, caressing her jaw with the back of his hand. "My love."
He brushed her lips with his thumb gently, lowering his body to kiss her. Lilou closed her eyes to welcome his light but continuous kisses. The fear that was creeping up her spine soon disappeared with his gentle kisses. Unknowingly, she was unbuttoning his shirt, making him grin against her lips.
"Naughty," he remarked, making her freeze and let go.
"I'm... not," came out a muffled voice, averting her eyes as he pulled his weight off of her, but kept his erection inside her spread legs.
