Divine Academy
The navy blue shirt clings to him like a second skin, and the jeans hug his ass and are tight around his thighs, emphasizing everything he has to offer.
"Eh, they'll do," I reply, hiding my smirk as I duck my head down and attack my plate.
Samael snorts and sits beside me, his arm brushing against mine, setting my skin afire. We sit and eat in a comfortable silence as my thoughts trail to the journey we still have ahead of us. The remainder of the journey to Lilith's prison can go two ways. It'll be smooth sailing between the rocks of Wahieloa and Lohi'au, or the demons of Tartarus will be drawn to the powers of Samael, wanting to kill him and take the power he possesses as his own.