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‘ Stubborn? No. To hear you beg and wish for more...probably ~ ’
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Wiggles brows. Forked tongue shown for him
He’s not religious, but he’s definitely tempted to cross himself.
“I doubt you want to hear what I have to say.”
‘ Stubborn? No. To hear you beg and wish for more...probably ~ ’

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Okay this certainly wasn’t Argus. What the fuck was this place and who the absolute fuck summoned him. He pouted tapping his whip against his bare thigh, blue eyes scanning the area as he swayed his hips. His tail twitched and flicked, there wasn’t anyone around. Ugh did one of the dumb ass warlocks mess up a teleportation spell or something.
His ears twitched as he heard rustling amongst the dusty tomes of the abandoned library. He attached his whip to his belt and brought his hands up rolling his wrists and kneading the air with his hands as he revealed everything within the room including the other demon, “Who the fuck are you?”
‘ too pretty? Aren’t you narcissistic... ’
The feeling of another demon befor her was...odd. It had been a while to face the same race, civil or enemies. Towards the other, the Demoness feels neutral unless He would do something that may change her view.
‘ Taste? You can savour the flavour of one’s magic? How interesting...~ ’
Perk of interest. The sense of magic...the taste of it ? She wonder how...she would know how to do so.
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Okay this certainly wasn’t Argus. What the fuck was this place and who the absolute fuck summoned him. He pouted tapping his whip against his bare thigh, blue eyes scanning the area as he swayed his hips. His tail twitched and flicked, there wasn’t anyone around. Ugh did one of the dumb ass warlocks mess up a teleportation spell or something.
His ears twitched as he heard rustling amongst the dusty tomes of the abandoned library. He attached his whip to his belt and brought his hands up rolling his wrists and kneading the air with his hands as he revealed everything within the room including the other demon, “Who the fuck are you?”
‘ Why must I say? Who are you to demand my name? ’
Glare given to the other unholy being. It was an interesting sight, how mere mortals have this interest and curiosity to summon someone who must not be summoned in the first place.
If she had intervene and killed those robe men for a meal’s sake, then he would not meet this...fellow before her.
‘Grumpy being summoned? Blame the men who did so... ’
This man is handsome and I just love him...no one can’t change my idea on that.
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Wiggles brows. Forked tongue shown for him
He’s not religious, but he’s definitely tempted to cross himself.
‘ What’s wrong puppy, can’t speak your thoughts out ~? ’
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careful eye watched her switch to the more suited limb. round heat bearing tiny slit at the end was greeted via demoness’ flicking tongue. the tendril made no effort to reposition, rather once to push the head to her lips, leaving the residue of it’s venom upon evelynn’s split muscle. stored within it’s shell was a reserve of what she was offered - a sample of it’s viscous aphrodisiac concoction. to the beast, it worked on every female it fed from, but how about a creature of lust? a predator of the shadows given a few drops to gauge what effect it could possibly possess?
whilst the nudge occured, the two tentacles by her joined with more. four totaled, two pairs of like limbs began to investigate her body. starting low, coiling slow about legs while the fourth held back, waiting for the seductress to react to the small dose of it’s venom before proceeding. if the phallic tip were to push into her mouth, only then could the beast give the female a full shot of it’s seed like ambrosia…
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The beast started to play his part, the Demoness merely get along now curious than ever to see what this is capable off. To be get on with a creature with appendages was but something she done before but never done again till to this day.
Relieve a memory perhaps, relish to feeling once more.
Tongue went on, to please this phallus presented to her. Willingly dragging along the surface, it was all the same till her tasebuds picked off a rather percuilar taste. Stopping, letting out her tongue for the creature to see.
...
Nothing. A bit of confusion, must be something coming from the shelled beast. Hwoever, golden orbs observed the other tentacles exploring her exquisite form.
‘ Your taste. Nothing like the humans, then again...was there something you tried to test me ~? ’
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"Oh, who do we have here? Lurking in my Shadows; hiding from me, sneaking around?", she hummed, not bothering to open her eyes while she stared at the temple's roof, the shadows circling within the corners of the moonlight like fog. (BMH Aira)
Grown tired, the woman often would assume her presence even if her eyelids are closed. A shadowy wip began to merge from thin air, swirling around as a form began to be made.
A woman in a traditional clothing, short haired that the colour matches her clothing…bright red. Lashers of dark blue would sway behind her, claws griped on the tile.
‘ Assuming as always, let this woman roam around in silence. ’
‘ Nothing in particular, Dear. No need to give me death threats~... that’s what, I too, give. ’
Ahh.. Lies. So much lies, she’s the woman who kept lying to the point no one would know if it’s the truth or not. A mere demonstration of deceiving, though she know something...
This Ancient won’t be easily be believed, especially from the likes of herself.
‘ Can’t I just pay you a visit~? Or do I have to bring offerings for you to be satisfied ~? ’

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when the raking of talons turned out not to be as threatening the beast paused. this seductress did more as glossy margins began to suckle the flesh of it’s arm, sending something mixed to the creature she teased. but the moment passed as the shell opened slightly, presenting a tendril ending in an eye as it slipped up close to better view the shadowy demon as she helped herself to the extended limb.
strange, but the beast was all too curious as to her motives while presenting the suggestive display. slowly revealing another tentacle, unlike the one evelynn has laid lips upon. not squidlike, not lined with suction cups that puckered at her skin when they passed - the new limb sported a much more direct function as the tip drew closer in the shape of a phallus.
the eye stalk remained back, only to watch as the demoness was presented with two options instead of the single tendril from before. however still on edge, the beast knew worse to worse back into it’s shell they would go and seal the lid.
It was for mere tease, this creature suddenly came and touch this unholy form of hers and in return did the same...in a more suggestive way than usual.
Forked tongue would halt from its current action, golden hues glance at the slow approaching tentacle presenter to her. Retracting, rather amaze of its shape presented to her
It made her smirk.
‘ Oh? Slowly succumbing, aren’t you ~? That’s good...do more for me.. ’
Eerie whispers, making her choice of switching to this phallus formed tentacle. However, more a tease of course, merely just licked the tip.
Wondering, how would this creature handle so much tease?
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…good morning.
…goodnight.
…goodbye.
…where it hurts.
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…on a falling tear.
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"Oh, who do we have here? Lurking in my Shadows; hiding from me, sneaking around?", she hummed, not bothering to open her eyes while she stared at the temple's roof, the shadows circling within the corners of the moonlight like fog. (BMH Aira)
Grown tired, the woman often would assume her presence even if her eyelids are closed. A shadowy wip began to merge from thin air, swirling around as a form began to be made.
A woman in a traditional clothing, short haired that the colour matches her clothing…bright red. Lashers of dark blue would sway behind her, claws griped on the tile.
‘ Assuming as always, let this woman roam around in silence. ’
‘ I roam wherever I please. You just happened to be here, curious... ’
azure hues focused for a moment at the feline, cats...a marvellous creature. She would have a pet of her own hwoever that may result being eaten. Accident or not.
Hwoever, the question averted her sight to the woman. A raise of a brow, new knowledge...
‘ Girlfriend? So, you two are close then. I mingle with anyone, not settling with one...just yet ~. ’
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Evelynn - Jeremy Anninos
"Oh, who do we have here? Lurking in my Shadows; hiding from me, sneaking around?", she hummed, not bothering to open her eyes while she stared at the temple's roof, the shadows circling within the corners of the moonlight like fog. (BMH Aira)
Grown tired, the woman often would assume her presence even if her eyelids are closed. A shadowy wip began to merge from thin air, swirling around as a form began to be made.
A woman in a traditional clothing, short haired that the colour matches her clothing...bright red. Lashers of dark blue would sway behind her, claws griped on the tile.
‘ Assuming as always, let this woman roam around in silence. ’