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-rep left me on b site alone after flashing me and destroying my retinas.. i play in the dark at night in my room. i now wear glasses and have a permanent glare on my right cornea.

Asmodeus, the demon lord of lust and desire, is often depicted as a being driven by insatiable cravings and passions, yet his relationship with [redacted] reveals a more complex side to his nature. Despite the overwhelming pull of his own desires, Asmodeus does not love [redacted] in the way that many might expect, nor does he harbor the typical emotions of affection or attachment. Instead, their connection is built on manipulation, control, and a calculated recognition of each other’s strengths and weaknesses. Asmodeus sees [redacted] not as an object of love, but as a tool—a means to an end, whether it be for furthering his own agenda or satisfying his darker whims. In this dynamic, Asmodeus' "affection" is cold and transactional, devoid of any true emotional warmth or devotion.

Guss stepped off the plane, tired but excited. Matt was waiting at the airport, a grin on his face. “Ready to see my town?” he asked.

They spent the day exploring, walking through quiet streets, and sharing laughs. As the sun set, they found a secluded spot by the lake. The atmosphere shifted, unspoken words hanging between them.

Matt looked at Guss, his heart racing. Without warning, he leaned in and kissed him—soft and slow. Guss froze, the world around him momentarily still.

When they pulled apart, Matt's eyes searched his. Guss smiled nervously. “I didn’t expect that,” he said quietly.

Guss and Matt had been together for years, their love a mix of tender moments and quiet storms. Tonight, though, the storm raged.

“You never listen to me!” Matt shouted, his fists clenched at his sides.

“I’m trying!” Guss replied, his voice cracking. “I just need time.”

But Matt’s anger boiled over. He shoved Guss hard against the wall, his hand striking out before either could think. Guss gasped, cradling his face as tears welled in his eyes.

“Matt… stop,” he whispered, trembling.

Matt froze, the weight of what he’d done sinking in. The room fell silent except for their ragged breaths.

“I… I’m sorry,” Matt stammered, stepping back.

Guss turned away, his heart breaking, unsure if love could survive this betrayal.

-REP invited him over to my house, picked him up from the air port and he put his hand on my leg and kissed me on the cheek and i blushed. he then pushed me up against my front door and asked to trade CS skins in my bedroom. dont know what he ment but it was fun