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“Hm that sounds threatening.” Cresil smiled.
Looking at Aoki once he felt his hand in his hair, the demon felt his scalp nearly tingle, the sensation rather nice and soothing.
Watching as the demon removed his shirt and laid down, Cresil rubbed his hands together and heard that question, furrowing his eyebrows in thought and knowing a few instantly.
“Well…” Leaning over Aoki’s body, Cresil got a bit closer and started a soft massage near the mans lower back, right above his ass. “First came to mind is just assholes, I mean men that think they’re all that.” Cresil shook his head and smirked. “Pretty much any man that’s like me I hate.”
Thinking a bit more, he wasn’t sure if he should say too much. But he had gotten so used to telling Aoki things about himself that Cresil barely hesitated now.
“Second, I hate humans. Personal reasons for that one.” He said with a faintly irritable voice. “Third…I guess I’d say I hate taking orders. Never was a fan, I usually never listen nor do I play by the rules but I‘m sure that‘s not surprising.” Cresil ended it off, rubbing his hands up to Aoki’s hips and looking at him with a tilt of his head. “Anything you hate?” He wondered.