Chapter nineteen
A gasp escaped Yuta's mouth, his heart thundering too hard before he went completely still against Elrien's powerful body.
He couldn't breathe, even the slightest movement felt as though this powerful demon whose aura suffocated the whole room was going to consume him, even being held like this he felt as though he was being swallowed.
The demon grip turned even tighter, his face buried in Yuta's white hair as he breathed in his scent like a soul drowning who had finally found air.
A distressed sound escaped Yuta's throat, his bones and internal organs were being squished together.
Was this how this demon intended to kill him? Oddly, he didn't feel any murderous or intimidating intent from this embrace.
It almost felt as though the demon was absorbing comfort. Almost, except that he may die from the strength of the demon's arms.
