Then she closed the little remaining distance between them and kissed him passionately, sliding her long tongue into Mark's mouth.
Both pulled apart shortly after, breathless and slightly panting.
"The truth is I'm tired of watching you from afar…So I've decided to promote you," she murmured, struggling for breath. "I want you to stop being my toy… and become my collaborator."
"Collaborator?" Mark repeated, still slightly breathless from the intense kiss. "And what exactly is that supposed to mean?"
The Demon Lord smiled, clearly pleased by the question.
"It means that from now on, you and I will work together," she replied, pulling back slightly to look at him comfortably. "Which involves some… conditions, of course."
"Here comes the fine print…"
"Don't make that face, it's much simpler than you're imagining," she said, raising a finger. "From time to time I'm going to ask you for a small favor, and all I want is for you to do what I ask."
"Mhm…"
