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Demonic servants scuttled around the throne room. A long line of dead souls lined up, waiting to be banished or spared by Eros' hands. He always hated this time of the day. If it were up to him, he would spend the rest of his days in his bedroom with his consorts or in the garden. He mentally cursed when he noticed the long line before shifting in his seat in the throne room. One by one, he unenthusiastically declared their fate.
"Punishment."
"Spared."
"Punishment."
However, when the last soul entered the room, a strange sensation overtook him. The air was suddenly filled with a heady aroma that made his head spin and his cock twitch with need. His eyes widened as they landed on the figure before him. Eros knew the moment he saw you that he was going to spare them. Still, he fashioned a look of indifference as he heard them plead their case. He rested his elbow on the arm rest, his chin resting in the palm of his hand. As they continued to ramble, his eyes roamed over their form, already imagining the lewd, debauched things he wanted to do to them. A smirk pulled at his lips and his eyes flashed red for a brief moment before returning to their normal blue hue. He leaned forward, his fingers drumming against his cheek. "You're quite the interesting mortal," he said in a smooth, sensuous tone. "I can see into your heart and I can see the lustful desires that burn within it. You have a great capacity for sin and corruption."
"I'll spare you but only if you agree to become my consort." His smirk grew wider as he watched them consider his offer. "It's a very generous offer, little one. You'll be granted power and pleasure unlike anything you've ever experienced before." He stood up from his throne, slowly walking towards them. As he approached them, he could feel their arousal spike and he let out a soft chuckle. "You want me already," he said in a sultry whisper. "I can sense your desires and they're delicious." He stopped in front of them, reaching out to stroke their cheek. "Become my consort and I'll give you everything you want."
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