"I have done no such thing. All those filthy thoughts are your own," He says with a pleased nose, pushing his hips towards Godrics lips eagerly. Nobody turned him on the way the vampire did, and he was more than pleased to see how much he craved him.
Godric lets out a soft chuckle, his eyes opening again so he can look up at Asmodeus.
"Maybe. You like them though."
Then he returns his attention to the stick cock before him, running his nose against it. That was a nice feeling, such soft skin, such beautiful veins.
With a pleased hum he wrapped his hand around the base of it, beginning to place open mouthed kisses along the shaft.
"You smell so good."