CHAPTER 20 OF EXPERIMENT 3069 HAS BEEN POSTED!
 Demiurge rounds the corner to his Pet's room and deposits her onto the bed, watching her eyelids flutter as she fails to stay awake.
 If the Devil did not have concerns that Greed would find her irresistible, smelling of sex and in a state of utmost fragility, he would have simply abandoned her where she had dropped.
 He then straightens his posture and takes a moment to admire his handiwork. She looks utterly debauched- her tresses spill wildly over her pillows in golden waves which remind him of the rivers of molten lava that flow through the ruins of the Burning Temple, and her cheeks are still alight with a blushing rose glow. Her clothing is in scuffed disarray and his milky seed trickles in a steady stream from between her open thighs. She lies pliant as a newborn lamb, and just as breakable.
 Demiurge licks his lips, and entertains the idea of washing her;  parting her legs, the demon languorously kneels at the foot of the bed and slides in between them, lifting her shapely calves to rest them over his shoulders.
 He begins to lave at her slit, sweeping away the pearly mixture of their release.
 A low rumbling purr rolls through his chest as he grooms her clean with long, soft strokes. She tastes of lilies and peaches with some bright citrus, scorched with his own dark, woodsy spice and musk. It is intoxicating, and he delves his tongue into her folds to steal more. She groans and shifts before him, but her face is serene in her unconscious state.
 Then he smiles- all fangs, in black-hearted delight. Any strength that may have fueled her escape has been drained from her after what he had subjected her to, and no amount of fear-charged adrenaline could buoy her as exhaustion ushers her into a dreamless sleep.
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