(The blurb will be revised, but the main idea will stay more or less the same, and the same characters will be the top and bottom.)
Includes Western romance and Western European mythology.
Bottom: Zofiel, an unconventional thinker and extraordinarily beautiful god of love
Top: Asmodeus, the fallen angel of lust, one of the Seven Deadly Sins
After the new god of love, Zofiel, completed the handover ceremony, he went down to the human world, brimming with confidence and ready to accomplish his first goal as the new incumbent.
Everything went smoothly, but on his way back, he was unexpectedly captured by a fallen angel and taken to Hell.
Poor Zofiel was timid and trembling. He was only a newly appointed god of love.
As the saying goes, the god of love makes everyone fall in love with him. Naturally, he didn’t have any particularly powerful magic. He couldn’t exactly rely on his charm to make a demon see the error of his ways, could he?
Zofiel: looking pitiful.jpg
By the time he was taken prisoner on the seventh level of Hell, Zofiel had already started imagining who would take over after him. The poor archangel was sure to cry his eyes out again.
Zofiel worried and worried, only to realize he’d been worrying over nothing. Who knew the demon would simply dump him in a prison and leave?
Should he be happy or sad?
A beast was being held in the prison. It wore a red robe and had long red hair, yet its pink eyes symbolized beautiful love.
Beauty, seduction, lust, madness, obsession...
So many complicated qualities all embodied in one person. Zofiel recognized him: Asmodeus, one of the Seven Deadly Sins, a fallen angel!
“Did Heaven send me a little treat? Well, I’ll gladly accept.”
Asmodeus licked his scarlet lips. His chest was half exposed, his narrow eyes half closed. He twitched a finger, and Zofiel appeared in his arms.
“You smell so good. Angels always have such a lovely scent, don’t they, sweetheart?”
Asmodeus was born in Heaven, but fell to become the demon of lust.
He delighted in twisting people’s love, interpreting their longing for lust as love, and leading countless people into the abyss.
In Asmodeus’s heart, love was lust.
He was born to embody lust. He was depraved, deceitful, and full of lies. He could be described by every word for evil.
Written on 2024.11.7 (date documented)
Please judge for yourself whether these are your cup of tea:
◎ Both are pure in body and heart. Slow burn.
◎ The top and bottom are both my beloved characters. Extreme fans of either role, please do not read.
◎ Western romance, both are universally adored. The god of love is an angel, while the fallen angel of lust is a demon.
◎ Both are pure. Don’t ask me why the demon of lust is pure. The answer is that I won’t let the top be a slut, because I said so.
Theme: What really counts as love?
