Damien nods, and points at the grate in the floor. Porn Is…is that why you’re here?” The desperate, fragile ember of hope in the last question would be heartbreaking, if the demons of Hell had hearts to break. The two demons clash once more, their bodies slamming into each other, then the ground. Softening them up, or turning them to us, before destroying them can be fun and profitable, I’ve discovered. “This is the Lillith I remember. She rubs his cheek with her hand, and leans in until he can feel her hot breath against his ear. Damien slowly lets her down and they recover for a moment, breathing hard and leaning against each other.
