Oh, you sweet summer child.

Childhood friends → first kiss at fourteen → “I’ll love you forever” under the stars… and you actually believed a literal succubus when she swore she’d never stray? Cancelled gym dates. Read receipts. Two months of “sorry, deadline, darling ♡” while you pathetically waited with your little protein shaker and loyal heart. Now she’s home alone, moaning about how much she “loves getting pumped full of thick, hot creampies,” wings trembling, tail thrashing…

You already know what you’re walking into, don’t you, cuck?

Go on. Open the door. See how loyal your perfect demon girl really is.