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[devildom-moss]

Roses for You (3)

This had all started when you noticed a link between a book on the language of flowers you had borrowed from Satan’s room and the current lessons from your Seductive Speechcraft and Magical Potions classes.

In Seductive Speechcraft, you had just reached a section on the effectiveness of spells using non-verbal communication: enchanting glances, dance, and offerings. Meanwhile, in Magical Potions, the professor had been discussing the significance of using specific quantities when concocting potions; they had spent fifteen minutes just providing examples – including adding petals from two different flowers when using them for a love spell.

You couldn’t resist discussing the use of flower language – utilizing the type, color, and quantity of the flowers – to specify the magical intent of an offering as a form of seductive speechcraft. Asmo and Solomon listened intently. The same idea popped into both of their minds, and before you knew it, everyone was looking into color and number meanings, searching for the perfect combination to convey their feelings for you and try to put you under their spell. The only rule for their little competition to charm you? Only roses are allowed.

Will you be charmed by their attempts?

Three Roses - Leviathan

Word Count: +700

"I love you"

You had fallen asleep in Levi’s room last night while he was gaming. Too exhausted to keep playing with Levi, you curled up in the massive blanket and pillow nest that he had so carefully crafted before your arrival. Levi was even considerate enough to select a chill single player game as you dozed off. Ambient music, the soft clicks of controller buttons, and Levi’s occasional humming soothed you to sleep.

It wasn’t until he gifted one of the romanceable characters a flower and watched their heart gauge increase that he remembered all the research he had done that week to come up with the perfect rose color and number combination to convey his feelings for you. Levi scrambled to grab his phone and opened the tab for the online flower delivery service he had looked into (by some miracle, they had a 95% rate of 5-star customer reviews, and Levi figured that was worth a try). The delivery was scheduled for first thing in the morning with the hope that Levi would be able to surprise you when you woke up.

With the order confirmed and a tracking link for his delivery, Levi finished up his day in the game and saved before he crawled into the nest with you. He curled up with his head on your thighs and drifted into a light slumber. This was the reason Levi made nests when you planned to stay the night. His bathtub was a bit cramped, and it was more suitable for spooning than for him to cuddle up against your legs – not that he hated being your little spoon, but nothing was better than getting to bury his face in your thighs.

Levi got a notification that woke him up early. You were still asleep when he slipped downstairs and retrieved the delivery. The roses were perfect. He prepared them, trimming the stems at an angle and placing them in a vase before he brought the roses upstairs. Levi set the vase down on a table near his tub. That should be safe for now. Excitedly returning to his nest, Levi cuddled back up to your thighs, nuzzling your skin. He couldn’t wait for you to wake up – nor did he have to. The pressure on your legs caused you to stir with a soft groan.

“Levi,” you moaned, knitting your brows, and opening one eye.

Much to his embarrassment and disappointment, Levi shot up from his position on your thighs with a squeak. The dim blue light of the room was still bright enough to illuminate his blush-stained cheeks. “H-hi. Good-g’morning, MC. Did you, uhm, sleep well?”

“Morning, babygirl.” You sighed and shifted up on one elbow. You heard something like a stifled whimper from Levi’s direction.

“I-I got you a present,” Levi added quickly in a hushed voice. He scrambled up to grab the roses.

“A present?” You sat up fully, yawned, and stretched. When you opened your eyes again, using both hands, Levi held out a vase with three dark pink roses in it. Even in your half-tired state, your brain still registered the number’s meaning: three – one for each word. I love you. A tired grin found your lips. Dark pink, on the other hand, you thought, affection? No. A different “a” word. Appreciation, maybe?

You got your confirmation when Levi shut his eyes tight – his face turning a vibrant, but much softer shade of pink than the roses – and spoke louder than he intended, nearly shouting, “Thank you for loving me!”

“Come here, babygirl. Come cuddle with me.” You motioned for him to join you. Levi searched the room for a stable surface to set the roses on so he could crawl into your embrace. He was straddling your lap when you pulled him in by the hips and looked up at his flustered face. “Can I kiss you?”

Levi squeaked again and quickly nodded – too shy to give you the “yes, please” that was screaming in his head. You gave him a slow, gentle kiss that earned you soft moans.

When you pulled back, Levi was panting slightly. The blush still stained his face up to his ears. “Uhm, would you mind if we – well, could you stay here today and l-love me a little more?”

“I’ll love you as much as you want me to.”

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