Jaden jumped slightly at the sound of Clara's voice, his head snapping over to watch her as she approached. His heart pounded in his chest as he wondered what she was doing in his study now. Everything he knew about Clara told him that she'd likely stay in her room for the rest of the night, if not longer, trying to drown her demons with wine. He'd thought he'd have time to better formulate his thoughts, but apparently that would not be the case.

[color=Ivory]"W-what do you need, Clara?"[/color] he asked as she stopped in front of him, something about her voice sending a cold chill down his spine. Her face held anger, as was to be expected, but there was something wrong with her eyes. They seemed much too distant for a woman who was about to lay into him, so he was left to guess what it was she came to do. The last thing he expected, however, was for her to suddenly gasp his face in such a tender manner. The soft feeling of her skin lit something deep within him, something that he couldn't understand. He wanted to pull away, to question this behavior and what was happening, but all that he did was wait patiently for her to speak once more. He couldn't muster the desire to move a single inch or voice anyone of the myriad of thoughts that were swirling in his mind.

And then she spoke that phrase . . . and everything once more went black.
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Jaden's eyes glazed over as his head sunk into Clara's hands, like a puppet whose stings had been cut. For a moment, he seemed to have departed from this world, as his body stop moving of it's own accord -not even to breathe. However, this would be a short-lived scare on Clara's part, for his hands suddenly shot up to grasp her wrists in a gentle, but firm grip. Pulling them away from his face, Asmodeus' crimson eyes peered up in lustful delight as he rose from the chair, pulling Clara in for a passionate, hungering kiss as he did so. He'd release one of her hands in order to snake his arms around her waist, pulling her ever closer into his dark embrace. The shadows of the room would dance wildly around the two of them, as if a parade of demons had shown up to celebrate Clara's deed. After a long moment of passionate silence, he released her from his embrace, but before mirroring her actions from the night before, giving her bottom lip a playful nip before leaning into whisper into her ear.

[color=Gold]"You did very good, my little minx, very good indeed. Now then, shall we begin, or do you think you can wait till we return to your bedroom first?"[/color]