#aster;

“I wanna make them happy, then... what.” Stefan chokes om his coffee (why he’s having coffee at 11 pm is a mystery. He isn’t the type to value his sleep). He may not be the demon of lust, but he’s the most easy to embarrass among the Corbeaus. His face quickly tries to resemble a cherry.

"-oh my God, oh my God. I'm so sorry!"

Aster bit his lip, glancing from the other's face down to their feet and back up. His hand flew to his face. He put down the nearly full bottle of cider and smoothed down his shirt, a little gesture in an attempt to calm himself down.

Send me ✦ and I’ll write an incorrect quote with our muses.

Aster: Can I get a hell yeah and a kiss on the cheeks?Gabriella: You’ll always get kisses from m-Aster, possessed by Asmodeus: And a hell yeah.Aster: wHO THE FUCK INVITED YOU

No words are needed here. He knows exactly what she wants… and he is going to deliver, right away, just because he wants it as badly as her - and probably even worse? - he will never tell.

A smile blossoms over his face and he leans in, nuzzling her face first, his hands holding her waist… then suddenly picks her up in the air and spins her briefly before putting her back on the floor and kissing her.

That’s how you steal someone’s breath for good, Ace. Good job.

“Tie me up and take me over ‘til you’re done, ‘til I’m done You got me feening and I’m ready to blow... Push up to my body, sink your teeth into my FLESH! Get... undressed...

Oh holy fuck-”

Aster’s heart skips a beat when he realizes he isn’t all alone like he had thought, and he instantly unplugs the earphones and stuffs them into his pocket hastily, his face reddening.