It is no understatement to be considerate around witches. But me, of course, only proves to be a reckless asshole. I have done more than enough today. With my dearest Veronica here, it is the worst. Maybe I should change her in a damn demon? She would live forever - with me.

On the next day, I would awake as a corpse. But she is different, my emotions would never lie, wouldn't they? I don't know.
Now there is a threat against her and I must protect her with all my weapons, but I would marry her. Than she is going to be my wife forever. Demonic weddings are a cruel thing, because we will live together indefinetely.

So, should I make a propose? It makes no sense to marry somebody without knowing each other really. But I have never made sense, so I will never. It makes no difference to me, if a Devil is married or not, because that thing changes nothing.

Zero other thoughts about my vision as a husband, I am going to her room. Three times knocking are doing the formalities and I release the door handle.

This is a pretty welcoming sight in that room. A tied up woman in a great bed. Magnificient!

I take a place by her side and caress her legs like a white, fluffy feather. She takes a big breath in, so I let my hand wander to her belly, after that to her light hillocks of breasts as she is shutting her eyes.

I swing my right leg about her mid and sit on her lower abdomen. She moans under my pressure, her mouth is wide open.
"Would you like to marry me?" I am asking her fast. Now she is mentally not here, maybe my plan functions.

"What? I don't understand?...", she can't finish her sentences as I put a finger on her lower parts and start rubbing. My mouth keeps hers busy, my tongue touchess hers and it's fantastic. Truly, it is a neverending dream, as I undress her upper parts. Slowly removing the T-Shirt, I love the sight of her nipples against the bra. My mouth occupy her tops, feel the hardening and increases the moans of my dear.
"Would you like to marry me?" I ask again, carefully to not bring her back to our world.
"No, I don't want to marry! Oh god! Do  that again!" So I put a finger in her again.
"Marry me!", I hiss.
"Oh, oh...oh yes!" I pull myself back and say: "Good, in a few weeks is the wedding. I am looking forward to our wedding night!"
"What, come here again! I want a klimax and you giving me one! Nevertheless I will do it to myself! I don't need you. And I will never be your wife, you jackass!"
"We will see. We will see, my darling! You will be a excellent wife! So a naughty woman, I like it very much. Oh, do it again and I will show you what it means to throw a book at me!"