Time in the Arcanum.

Bethany and the adar walked away from the other two. Bethany took his clawed hand in hers. “What do you think of Adam?” she asked him.

“Adam?” he asked. “What is Adam?”

“It’s a name,” she said, “would you like to be called Adam?”

The adar moaned, “I will be called whatever you like when the pact is complete.”

They had a quick look into one of the rooms and seeing no threats, Beth continued, “But what would you like to be called?”

The adar stopped, “I have lived a very long time, and no one has asked me that.”

Beth stopped to look at him, “Wait, how old are you?” she asked. For some reason, she couldn’t put her finger on the idea of sleeping with a centuries-old being was confronting.

“I am nearing my twentieth year, in your terms,” he told her.

Beth laughed, “Sorry, twenty years is a long time?”

The adar nodded, “For foot soldiers enslaved by demons, ten is a feat.”

Beth smiled, “I only just turned 18,” she emphasised the word just. “And probably have another sixty years.”

The adar seemed shocked, “To live to 80, is this possible for those who are not immortal?” Beth went to respond before he continued. “To spend sixty years with you would be bliss.”

Beth blushed. Somehow this creature was charming. “Well, it also means, if you are going to be here for another sixty years, you need to have a name you are happy with.”

They checked another of the rooms as the adar pondered the question. “Adam, is this a common name?”

“Very,” Beth said as they checked the last of the small rooms off the main hall of the arcanum.

The adar shook his head, “But I am not common here.”

Beth led him into the room and closed the door behind them. Slowly she knelt in front of him and reached out to stroke his cock. “So something less common, more exotic?” she asked.

The adar nodded as he moaned, “Yes, something unique.”

Beth leant forward to lick at his multi-lobed cock. “So something just for you?” she asked. Before lowering her head again. His cock tasted sweet, almost syrupy, so and she couldn’t help but moan. After a few moments of silent pleasure, she pulled back and walked over to a table.

“I thought Adam because it sounded so like adar. But if you want something more unique?” she said as she leant over, showing him her glistening cunt.

The adar stepped forward and leant over her. She felt his cock against her arse as he checked, “Are you sure?”

Bethany nodded, “Please fuck me, please. Hopefully it will give me inspiration for a name but if not, at least we can enjoy ourselves.”

He pressed forward, and Bethany moaned as his cockheads pushed against her already aroused slit. “You wanted to talk protection?” the adar asked.