#aemiliiu

            SO TRUE SO TRUE ! ! !  you are right on the money -

     ❝OH, I WAS NOT expecting such perfect Japanese!❞ His eyes lit up even more, something akin to intrigue and genuine delight present within as his smile grew just a little wider. How impressive! ❝The pleasure is surely all mine!❞ He had just met this woman, although he could already tell that he would like her. Sometimes one could just tell from a simple interactions like this one how things would be going forward, and he had seen more than enough for a good impression to be made. Then again, Kyojuro had a tendency to like people rather quickly, so that might not have meant much--- ❝That aside, I am glad that your journey here was a calm one, although I suppose it will not be calm for long.❞ Not with how active demons were at least. The most difficult ones were the kind that hid in cities or the most unassuming of places. 

“ no, emily— you can not come in! “    soryn quickly leans against the bathroom door, their hand fumbling with the lock. their heart thunders against their ribs, panicked breaths leaving them. they move away, returning to the mirror to look at their wings. their eyes widen more, a hand coming up to tentatively touch the patches of white feathers sprouting from their wings. what in hell is going on? whatever it is, they can’t let emily see them like this! what on earth will she think? soryn can hear her just outside of the door, pleading with them, but they can’t bring themself to tell her.

this began a few days ago, a tiny patch on just one wing. they plucked them, burned them, and tried to carry on as though nothing was wrong. more patches appeared and soryn did the same with those, but it was growing painful. how could she love them now? emily fell in love with a demon, not... whatever they are now. even the wings themselves are changing, less like a bat’s and more like a bird’s. just what the hell is going on?    “ please, emily, i— i can not come out. you must not see me like this. “

@aemiliiu

⟬ @aemiliiu​ ⟭

tugs him down by the collar of his shirt and bites his lip. / @ sanji 8)

The sting of her teeth against his lip and the sudden display of bravado sent white-hot flames licking up his spine, but in the process his mind was wiped clean. Whatever thoughts he had prior to seeing his wife weren’t touched on again as instinct took over. Her bite drew out a pained hiss, but the swell of heat and his constant desire for her made him ache for more.

He lunged forward, hands smoothing down around her bottom and towards the backs of her knees where he hooked his fingers and gave a hard, decisive yank. She was lifted off her feet as he pressed her back to the wall, her whole frame wrapped around him. His lips pressed hard to hers, until they were raw and red and tasted only of him.

hc asks.

yes!  actually he finds it very relaxing and certain intimacy in that.  it’s also the best way to get him more involved in topics he might not otherwise enjoy.  he especially likes to read horror stories, so if the other person has a different favorite, it’s the best way to get him into that.

It was relatively quiet in Japan today, soo much so that in fact he wondered why the boss had conducted tax collection from the local businesses in town. Granted it wasn’t something he mind, but he’d much rather be at the clubs this fine night drowning in both alcohol and pretty women. ‘Maybe I can do JUST that if I hurry.” He spoke as he then began strolling through town, walking into markets, restaurants and a few other business locations all the while coming back out holding a briefcase and taking said briefcase towards a car that was always parked somewhere nearby, and finally now that the last payment was collected he finally began to unwind. Loosening two buttons of the white dress shirt he wore whilst keeping his dark jacket open. “There we go, freedom..” Said Sinbad before one of his colleagues spoke towards him. “Hey aniki, you really think it’d be a good idea to go out makin’ the town red? What if the boss calls us for more work, you know how it’s been with the Ren family showing up.” Said the young well dressed male. Sinbad shrugs his shoulders, if he needs me he’ll know how to reach me, but for now there’s a cute plush doll I gotta win if I’m going to keep a promise to someone.” The young man sad as he walked away rather happily aiming towards the arcade.