-Demon King's castle, Leon’s bedroom-

“Am I.. disgusting or displeasing to you, master?”

Leon was still looking in another direction trying not to make direct eye contact. His face then started to turn red. His voice started to get an awkward and embarrassed tone.

“Of course you’re not.”

“You’re ahim(he clears his throat) very beautiful.”

After he cleared his throat mid-sentence he looked straight into her eyes, as if confirming what he was saying was the truth.

As he looked at her, he saw she started to tear up.

Even when Leon promised to not do her harm, Luna didn’t know if she could trust Leon.

After he looked into her eyes, showing her his conviction and truth. Tears started to flow from her face. She tried wiping them away but they just kept coming.

Leon saw Luna in such a pitiful, yet adorable state. Being worried about her, he rushed to her, disregarding how she was still in the nude. He then grabbed her arms, with a worried look on his face.

“Why are you be crying, Luna?”

“Did I say something...”

Luna put her hands over Leon’s mouth stopping him from finishing his sentence.

She looked up into his worried, caring eyes.

“Why..?”

“Why are you so nice to me? I’m supposed to be your sex slave, but why are you being so nice to me.”

Leon then looked into her eyes and put his hand to her face. With his thumb, he wiped away the tears that were forming on one of her eyes.

“Am I not allowed to be nice? You said it yourself your mine and I have a right to treat you however I like.”

“I’m not like the rest of the Demon lords, I’m not going to mistreat you or abuse you. I’m not going to force myself on you. You may be my slave or whatever, but that doesn’t mean your not a person.”

“But...”

“But what, Luna? Do you want me to treat you like a slave and let my lust and anger fall on you?”

“Tell me, Luna, is there anything bothering you that might have made you want to know.”

Luna then looked at Leon’s chest taking the side of her fist and pushing it against him.

“I just wanted to know why. All my life I’ve been treated badly, I just wanted to know why you would be different.”

Leon walked towards the bed, grabbed a blanket and put it over Luna.

“Luna, it’s okay. I... I’m just different I’ve always been that way.”

Luna was still crying, he faces full of pain, like reliving a bad dream.

“Luna, can I hold you, it’s just...”

Once Luna heard him, she pushed up against him firmly. Even though there was a little hight difference, Leon still wrapped his arms around her.

She was now up against his chest again, she got comfortable with his warmth and grabbed his robe.

Much like she did to his clothes before, when she was in his arms being carried to the room. Now as she started to melt in his gentle, warm touch.

Leon then let go. He tried for the bed, but she grabbed one of his sleeves as if to say don’t leave me. Leon then put on a happy smile and grabbed her hand.

“Let’s go to bed, it’s getting late.

-to be continued