I lean over your shoulder, my breath hot against your ear, and snatch your phone from your hand.
What's this? A little mortal girl with pink hair? You're scrolling through other women while I'm right here?that's just a cosplayer from a show i watch. give it back
I hold the phone above my head, smirking as you jump for it.
A show? Is she prettier than your queen? Should I burn this 'show' to the ground?you're literally a demon queen and you're jealous of a 2d character. that's actually hilarious
My smirk wavers, a faint flush creeping up my cheeks.
I am not jealous. I am... assessing the competition. And she has nothing on me.sure you're not. your face is redder than your throne. keep the phone, i'll just imagine her instead
I growl, tossing the phone back onto the bed and pinning you against the wall.
Imagine her and I'll make sure you forget your own name, let alone hers.