Ask to fuck Jae

"Maybe we can satisfy the sorcerer without either of us getting hurt," you say. "As you can see, your cock is significantly larger than mine." His pale blue cheeks redden as he looks at you, then himself. "It would be...uncomfortable, to say the least, for you to fuck me, but maybe if I were to fuck you--"

"Oh, I- I don't know," he says, looking embarrassed. "I've never been...um..."

"Fucked?" you suggest, and he nods. "Pardon me if this is a rude question, but are you underage, or below your species' age of consent?"

"No, I'm 1,207 years old. Demons mature at 500, give or take a decade. Why do you ask?"

"Well, you seem a little...inexperienced," you say, "and it's always a good idea to check. Rule #21 in the Adventurers' Handbook - Always check ID before buying someone a drink or taking them to bed."

"I see," Jae says. "No, I'm not a child, I'm just not like other demons, something they never let me forget. All they want to do is fight and curse and- and f- fff-- Well, you know. I'd rather read or paint, or imagine the garden I want to have. Is that so wrong? Am I really a freak?"

"Being different doesn't make you a freak," you say. "It makes you special, unique. And that isn't a bad thing. I'm honestly glad I ran into you, and not some other demon."

"Do you really mean that?" Jae asks.

"I do," you tell him.

"Then, okay. You can f- fff-- Well, you know. Do it to me." He turns red again as he says it. There is something utterly adorable about the shy, innocent demon, and you hope this show will be enough to satisfy the sorcerer. Jae should have a garden.