Crimson Queen (Mirchie)

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Spoiler

Mirchell: HP = 89, PP = 45, EP = 33/48, Status = Fine, armor at 25/50 TP

NPC Stats
Simone: HP = 106, PP = 83, EP = 63, Status = Fine

The sudden quick motion on Mirchell's part took Simone completely by surprise. Twisting around the woman nestled between her legs, Simone barely got her wings folded to keep them from being bent unpleasantly while Mirchell rolled her onto her back. Once seated on the other woman's chest, Simone gazed up at Mirchell with that same helpless look that she'd worn before, save that now there was a pulsating demonic cock hovering over her lips. It didn't last long, however, as the angel's lips parted even as Mirchell was shifting to pin her, the blonde's tongue rolling out of her mouth so that the demon's rod could rest on it, feeling the damp muscle slowly squirming against the underside of her sensitive shaft.

As such, it wasn't hard for Mirchell to shift and slide her shaft right back into Simone's mouth, Simone grunting and moaning as it started pushing its way down her throat. The demoness had full range with which to explore the angel's mouth with his pulsating tool then, and even though it didn't take long for her to dive down over the edge Mirchell would still be treated to the rapid licks of Simone's tongue and the tight suction of her lips even as she endeavored to simply fuck the angel's mouth to completion. Her partner for the morning tryst gave a choked moan as the first spurt of thick demonic seed splashed against the back of her throat, and even with the demon's impressive volume Simone made every effort to swallow down Mirchell's liquid gift.

Great gulps drew the thick cream away, but it wasn't quite enough, and the last few spurts finally overwhelmed the angel's gag reflex and caused her to sputter and pull back. Only a few streams of Mirchell's cum landed upon her chin and lips, but that was still enough to paint her creamy skin pearly with the few ropes of warm, sticky cream. She made no effort to overpower Mirchell, and as the demoness collapsed aside to bask in her afterglow she laid back panting heavily and occasionally coughing. After a few moments her tongue swirled out, cleaning her face and seemingly taking a moment to enjoy the stuff before swallowing that too, leaving her face mostly clean of the demon's sperm.

Then she rolled over, climbing onto hands and knees in what could politely be called suggestive as she shifted her hips to make her upraised rump all the more pronounced. Mirchell could only see it from the side, but even from there the side to side sway of her body was an allure to her libido, and the playful smirk only encouraged the growth of her arousal further. "Finished already?" she cooed, "I'm disappointed! Demonic stamina is apparently quite overrated~"

 

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Mirchell might have been spent, but she was far from oblivious as she collapsed back into the dirt, naked and hot, panting softly, but with the broadest of grins plastered over her features. Her glowing, crimson eyes flicked over towards Simone, whilst her arms lifted up, and tucked themselves behind her head, to support her skull, horns almost gleaming as the bone caught the light.

And as Simone recovered her breath, and cleaned the majority of her face off, leaving just a slick, shiny coating of saliva and sperm across her lips, cheeks and chin, the demoness chuckled to herself, giving a contented sigh as she shifted over onto her side. Her left hand slid casually down, resting upon her hip, whilst her right elbow dug into the ground, so that she could push her body up, and gaze happily across the sensual, provocative curvature of her angelic counterpart. Her crimson gaze settled, obviously, upon the round rump wiggling in the air, even if she only had a side view, though the words did succeed in drawing her attention away.

The taunt was a good one, stinging Mirchell's pride, and though her brow furrowed briefly, she corrected it soon enough, still grinning as her tail flicked about in the air behind her back, occasionally whapping across the floor. The albino lifted a leg into the air then, placing her bare foot in the dirt, to spread her thighs apart, slime-coated, still-rigid girlcock twitching as it was turned into the air, and the demoness winked. "Sweet Simone, it is almost as if you want to be more like me! I shan't complain, at least. How about we see just who has the most stamina, if you are going to be like that! Besides, is it so wrong to take a few moments to savour the end of such a beautiful display of talent~?" she chided gently, flashing a toothy grin.

Then, Mirchell was up again, pushing herself onto her knees, arching her back. Muscles flexed, the demoness' abdomen rippling, whilst her cock twitched upwards, a small dribble of creamy white seed seeping from the tip, to drool down the side of the shaft, even as Mirchell lifted her right hand, and almost lazily made a circling motion with her finger, whilst her glowing eyes wandered back and forth along the length of the blonde, winged woman's delightful frame. "So how about you turn around for me, sweetling, and we'll find some way to really test that stamina of yours~"

 

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Spoiler

Mirchell: HP = 89, PP = 45, EP = 33/48, Status = Fine, armor at 25/50 TP

NPC Stats
Simone: HP = 106, PP = 83, EP = 63, Status = Fine

"More like you? Don't make me laugh~" the angel scoffed playfully, swaying her hips back and forth playfully. Her lone blue eye lingered on Mirchell's face for only another moment as the demoness climbed up into her own kneeling position and did that little twirl of her finger. "What, like this?" she asked as she obeyed the demon's suggestive command, the soft, creamy flesh of her finely sculpted rear flushed with her arousal. Her pink petals were visibly damp and puffy between her lower cheeks, their readiness for Mirchell's pulsating tool plain for the demoness to see, though if she were feeling particularly adventurous Mirchell might go for the puckered hole sitting just a little bit higher instead.

 

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"Well, it certainly seems like I am close already to that~" the demoness commented initially, tossing her head briefly in amusement, and to get some of her dirty white hair out of her face. Her hands rested on her hips following her gesture though, and the albino split her lips into a broad, greedy grin as her angelic counterpart twirled about. Giving a contented sigh, and a little giggle, Mirchell then nodded happily.

"Oh, yes. Very much like that~ Perfect, simply so! My, how I could just sit here and admire that all day, but then I think we can both think of something even better!" she jibed, pushing herself forwards. Knees shuffled in the dirt, and the long, slender tail flicked back and forth behind Mirchell's back as she got up into place, eagerly getting inbetween Simone's legs. Long fingers caressed up the sides of the blonde woman's thighs, enjoying the soft tenderness of the flesh over the muscles beneath, whilst her decision was made fairly quickly.

Mirchell's hands took a grip now, sliding to the top of Simone's hips to hold on, and pin the angel's hindquarters in place, as the larger, ashen-skinned demon's own hips rose up, guiding her solid tool that little bit higher, until the shaft could rub against the blonde woman's flesh, sliding over the little star of her anus, even pulling back to prod teasingly at it. "I suppose it's a good job you went to work with that lovely little mouth of yours first, hmm~?"

 

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Re: Crimson Queen (Mirchie)

Spoiler

Mirchell: HP = 89, PP = 45, EP = 33/48, Status = Fine, armor at 25/50 TP

NPC Stats
Simone: HP = 106, PP = 83, EP = 63, Status = Fine

"Mmmhhmmm~" Simone cooed, waving her backside playfully while Mirchell moved to take up her obvious offer. The angel's hips went still as she slid up behind her and guided her tip in between those round, creamy cheeks. Her legs slid apart, offering an even easier shot at her target, though it apparently proved to not be the one she'd expected the demoness to go for. She tensed slightly as the demon's prick pressed against the rosebud of her anus, and turned her head back to gaze at Mirchell with a look of mixed nervousness, surprise, and arousal. She was about to respond to the demon's quip about how she'd started the encounter when Mirchell pressed forward a little, her tight ass offering only a moment's resistance before yielding entrance to the tip of that intruding shaft.

The shallow penetration turned Simone's words into a gasp that faded into a clipped moan, and her already flushed face took on a slightly darker shade. Her lips clamped shut, but she didn't even attempt to shift away to protect the hole that Mirchell was about to violate. It was up to Mirchell how much she wanted to play with Simone, or if she wanted to make good on her apparent threat and claim the blonde's ass for a round rather than shift down to her still damp sex.

 

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Mirchell's grin remained in place though, her sharp teeth bared behind the ashen lips, and the demon canted her head to the side, white hair tumbling across her horns and face, partially obscuring the gaze of one crimson orb. She seemed to revel in the sudden tensing, the surprise that Simone displayed from having the saliva-slickened shaft pressing against her tailstar, and let out a giggle which could be almost childish, were it not for the way she poised, predatorially over the angel's curvacious, creamy-skinned rump.

"Now that's adorable~ Not what you expected? Well then, we wouldn't want to disappoint at all now, would we dear Simone~?" the demoness crooned, leaning forwards over the angel's back, hands gripping those lovely hips, applying more pressure until her shaft was starting to sink into that warm, tight hole as Mirchell leant her weight down, and gave Simone's ear a quick nip with her sharp teeth, gentle and playful.

And with that, she pulled back again. Her hips slid backwards, and the crown of the albino's girldick slipped free with a small popping sound, only for Mirchell to readjust her grip and position, hands tugging upwards upon Simone's hips, until she could thrust her own forwards once more; this time the demonic prick was heading for the 'right' hole, and the ashen-skinned warrior let out a hearty moan as she shoved her member into the soft, wet warmth of the angel's cooch. Instead of prodding and teasing this time, the demoness went for the full hog straight off the bat, shoving her hips forwards to sheath her entire member into the clenching tunnel of the angel, causing her to go briefly cross-eyed, and to bite on her lower lip happily.

"Mhm~ It's a good job I was just joking then, wasn't it~?" she managed to add, murmuring into Simone's ear now, as she started to gyrate her hips, rubbing up against the soft, cushioned rump and thighs of the cyclopian blonde, enjoying the sensations of her shaft being engulfed in angelic pussy.

 

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Spoiler

Mirchell: HP = 89, PP = 45, EP = 33/48, Status = Fine, armor at 25/50 TP

NPC Stats
Simone: HP = 106, PP = 83, EP = 63, Status = Fine

Simone shuddered beneath the ashen demoness as she leaned in, her cock sinking into the angel's tight but yielding ass with fairly little difficulty. Her eye snapped shut just before Mirchell offered that tiny nip on the tip of her ear, at which she seemed to stiffen slightly while chewing on her lower lip. She relaxed slightly as Mirchell pulled back, letting out a slight sigh that became a moan of pleasure as Mirchell shifted her target and easily slid into her already damp sex. She felt the angel shudder beneath her, felt her inner walls clamp invitingly as she reached deep, felt the channel allowing her to restore her expended energies by absorbing those of the angel's powerful spirit open.

The angel simply groaned wordlessly as she offered the second little quip into her ear, her own hips locking in place as her thighs tensed. She pushed back lightly, the thick rod nudging against her inner walls gripped tight as it gyrated in the other woman's inner walls. If nothing else Simone seemed to love being filled, her spirit once more easily offering itself while her pussy practically gushed around Mirchell's thick rod, but for now she seemed mostly on the passive side as she received the cock that she'd been sucking on so enthusiastically. Mirchell was fully free to set the pace of their mating, and the manner in which it took place.

 

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((Small timeskip because it's been left so long.))

An hour or so later, both demon and angel were done. Their passionate embrace, or messy lovemaking, however one preferred to call it, ended with Mirchell lying on the cool grass besides her companion. The morning mist was starting to thin out, and fade away, with the cold whisps of white split apart and dissipitated by the warm beams of sunlight which cut ever downwards.

The large albino had fed, and fed some more, replenishing every drop of energy she had lost in the previous night's flight and fight. A fairly significant amount, given the bullet she had taken to the belly. But even that wound was not so sore anymore; a dull, throbbing ache which nagged at the demoness' side.

But despite that, Mirchell was ever so happy. She lay for a while, a contented smile upon her face, forgetting even to reverse her current shapeshift, which in turn meant that her cock still hung between her legs, sticky and spent, it's product left creamy and messy between Simone's own as the angel in turn lay in recovery.

Eventually though, the morning fog burnt away completely, letting Mirchell see the countryside surrounding the pair. The tree they had slept under, the river gushing by. The birds overhead. The idea made Mirchell hungry, and her stomach gurgled in response, leading to the spent, sweaty demon grunting as she pushed herself up to a sitting position, and reaching for her underwear and armour, whereupon she began to dress herself, at the same time letting her wings stretch out, emerging from her back once more to spread wide, black and leathery as the muscles tested out the air. "Well now, Simone~ You are surely not going to make me carry you, mhm? Though admittedly, having a shoulder-bourn snack would be convenient~" she teased softly, giving a rather immature giggle as her boots slid into place.

 

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Spoiler

Mirchell: HP = 89, PP = 45, EP = 48, Status = Fine, armor at 25/50 TP

NPC Stats
Simone: HP = 106, PP = 83, EP = 0/63, Status = Napping

Simone lying on her side, even more spent than Mirchell thanks to her essence having been what the demoness used to restore herself, did not respond with anything more than a grunt as the demoness spoke. She rolled onto her side and curled up, blue eye shut tightly. She would either have to carry her companion, or kill a few hours somehow while she recovered, or perhaps simply leave her behind entirely and escape the blond's nagging.

 

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It took a while, but eventually, Mirchell was fully dressed once more, her damaged breastplate hanging a little loose from one shoulder. It wasn't so bad though, the makeshift repair that she had performed upon it would suffice until the leather straps could be replaced.

So after a few more checks, making sure her gear was secure, the large darksteel blade she wielded hanging from one hip, the demoness turned back, a smirk playing across her ashen features as she noticed how Simone had gone to sleep, the mostly-naked blonde angel prone, breathing heavily upon the dirt. More importantly, Mirchell's tainted red eyes settled upon the gooey, pink hole nestled between her companion's legs, still oozing messily. Feeling a brief swell of pride, along with a shudder at the memory of the angel's essence, Mirchell turned away once more, her great, ebony wings stretching out behind her back.

Now that one hunger was fulfilled, another had presented itself. As Mirchell strode away over the grass, gradually beginning to build up speed as she stretched her stiff legs and wings, her belly began to rumble; it had been a fair while since she had eaten in the more traditional sense.

So, with a hefty thump of her wings, the hulking demoness leapt into the air, soaring upwards into the cool morning air, though she winced, and hissed in pain as her healed-over bulletwound twinged. Nevertheless, breakfast, brunch, or whatever else one wanted to call it, needed to be served, so off she flew, crimson eyes scanning the ground below.

 

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Spoiler

Mirchell: HP = 89, PP = 45, EP = 48, Status = Fine, armor at 25/50 TP

NPC Stats
Simone: HP = 106, PP = 83, EP = 0/63, Status = Napping

Rolls

Spoiler

Perception: ???

Taking to the air, Mirchell would see little in the way of food for some time. The thick layer of green covered anything that might be beneath the canopy of the densely packed trees, but eventually among them she would spot some colored dots among the green of the leaves on a few trees, perhaps signaling some kind of fruit. If she really wanted to try for something meaty, she would probably have to land and hunt on foot, as there wasn't nearly enough open ground to make hunting from the air viable.

 

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Up in the sky, wings beating heavily against the air, Mirchell felt free again, as she always did when flying. There was something glorious about leaving the ground behind, seeing the world unfurl as if a map, and as she punched through a damp patch of air, leaving her ashen body glittering and glistening with early-morning moisture, the albino demoness let out a joyful whoop, pulling her wings in and twisting, sending herself spiralling through the air, turning, before plunging back down towards the earth.

Her wings unfurled a little while before the treeline below, thumping loudly as they filled with air, and billowed out. Thus she whizzed over the treetops, some of the taller specimens she barely even avoided. But Mirchell did not particularly care right now. She was free, satiated, but hungry. Birds were poor meals, more feathers than meat, and fruit, blech. Hardly a valid option.

Fortunately though, the hulking demon was in a good enough mood that not even this could phase her. She realised after a while, that hunting from the sky in a region such as this was not particularly viable. In a desert, sure, she would have huge advantage. But not here. And so, after a few more minutes of heavy thumping, Mirchell spied a spot suitable for landing, a clearing where there were no sharp branches to get in the way of her wings, and so it was through here that the albino furled herself up, coming to a momentary standstill in the air, before dropping, slowing her descent with flaps of her leathery wings, until with a dull, muffled thud, her armoured sabatons crushed vegetation underfoot.

She straightened up then, grin splitting her ashen lips, sharp teeth glinting in the dappled light, whilst her crimson eyes darted back and forth, in an attempt to judge the best direction to start in.

 

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Spoiler

Mirchell: HP = 89, PP = 45, EP = 48, Status = Fine, armor at 25/50 TP

NPC Stats
Simone: HP = 106, PP = 83, EP = 0/63, Status = Napping

Making a clean but loud landing in a clearing would disturb a doe and its fawn who had been grazing nearby, the two deer bolting off far faster than the armored demoness could hope to keep up with on foot. They bolted into the nearby trees, weaving between them and in thick cover, but the demoness could make some effort at making a meal out of one or both of the two if she wished. She might instead let them go and try to track, or perhaps opt to wander the woods a while in search of easier prey, though she would have learned had she attempted this before that she was ill suited for stealth and animals often attempted to flee when they recognized her presence.

 

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Thudding down into the underbrush, Mirchell stumbled slightly upon her landing, having come in a little too hard. She looked up though, as her large, pointed ears picked up the sounds of panicked hooves, and bared her teeth in a snarl as the doe and fawn pranced away into the forest. A fine meal that would have made, considerably tastier than flash-fried alien, no doubt.

Still, too late for that, even though the demoness cursed her luck. Pursuing the two was not an option, she was simply too large and cumbersome, unless she wished to shrink herself and disrobe, but then there was no guarantee she would be able to find her armour again, not even accounting for the fact that she might well run into some misfortune in the forest whilst naked. So, giving a grump, and a flex of her fingers, the demoness set off at a calmer pace through the woodland, her bulk snapping branches occasionally as she went.

She had been on this planet long enough to know that animals despised and feared the smell of demon, but there were a good many beasts that would opt to hide in treetops. Those were easy prey, and it was those that the she-demon would try to target, unless anything was foolish enough to stay in her path for long enough.

 

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Re: Crimson Queen (Mirchie)

Spoiler

Mirchell: HP = 89, PP = 45, EP = 48, Status = Fine, armor at 25/50 TP

NPC Stats
Simone: HP = 106, PP = 83, EP = 0/63, Status = Napping

Stumbling through the woods for a good long while, Mirchell didn't come across anything particularly edible in her search. Birds naturally escaped from her well before she could spot them, and anything on the ground either fled or hid where she could not see it. The amount of noise she made and her own unnatural aura kept the creatures of the wild skittering away as best they could, and any burrows she passed might have been abandoned for all the signs of life she spotted. Eventually, however, she was lucky enough to spot a squirrel as it climbed into a knotted hole in a tree, clearly its home or some hiding place it had taken in order to avoid the approaching demon.

 

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Crunching and clumping through the trees, it was becoming more and more obvious to Mirchell that stealth was really not her strong suit. She kept catching glimpses and brief glances of wildlife, but they could smell her, feel her demonic aura, and most fled before even such tiny glances.

She was becoming increasingly irritable at that fact as well, her belly rumbling as boots crunched across twigs. But eventually, some poor critter slipped up. Her glowing eyes caught a flash of furry tail, as a squirrel dashed into a hole in its tree to hide, and the demoness grinned, baring sharp teeth.

This was one prey that would not be escaping though. The towering demoness slid her greatsword out of its sheath at her hip, the serrated edge glinting in the dappled light. She was not going to wait, and twisted the blade about, before ramming it, point first, into the tree, just above the hole the squirrel had clambered into. Then, she wrenched the blade up and down in a quick sawing motion, before withdrawing the darksteel from the wood, and shoving a hand in instead, hoping to grasp the squirrel before it could get away.

Either with or without prey, it was soon becoming obvious that this was a fruitless endeavour. In the forest, creatures were simply too quick in their native environment to be caught by the lumbering, clumsy demon. Unable to fly or even run, only the smallest of creatures could be snared by her quick reflexes, and even those were difficult to catch simply because they would flee before she could even get close.

And so the demoness decided it was time to give up. She should get into the air and fly back to Simone, following the river. Who knew, maybe she'd find something easier to catch along the way?

 

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Re: Crimson Queen (Mirchie)

Spoiler

Mirchell: HP = 89, PP = 45, EP = 48, Status = Fine, armor at 25/50 TP

NPC Stats
Simone: HP = 106, PP = 83, EP = 63, Status = Fine

Rolls

Spoiler

Does she succeed on a d20: 1, nooooope.

Jabbing her blade into the tree hole in the tree, Mirchell heard a high pitched shriek from the creature attempting to find refuge within. Pulling her darksteel blade free of the wood and reaching in, however, the demoness would find a another hole dug in the loose, partially rotted wood that led into a tunnel into which she could not reach. Her prey had escaped into it, out of her reach, and unless she wanted to spend another chunk of time trying to dig the rodent out she would have little left to do but give up in evident frustration and retrace her path back towards Simone.

Once she found a spot to break through the canopy, Mirchell had another brief flight in which she passed over an endless carpet of green before coming upon the river she had left, which she was able to follow back to the waterfall. There she found Simone flying up to meet her, great beats of her ivory wings bringing the blond up to Mirchell's level, and from the way her platinum blonde locks clung to her despite the wind she had apparently cleaned herself when she woke up.

"Where have you? been" she demanded instantly, a dark scowl appearing on the pretty cyclopean woman's visage.

 

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Mirchell growled, her hand ramming into the trunk of the tree, sap and rotting wood sticking to her fingers, but she managed little more than to brush her fingers along the tail of the fleeing squirrel before it was out of her reach. Her lips peeled back, a frustrated noise escaping past the demoness' sharp teeth as she tried in vain to get after the critter, but it was useless.

Finally, with a snarl and a curse, the albino gave up, pulling her hand back, and leaning down instead, cleaning her hand a little on some of the undergrowth, before picking up her discarded sword, and sheathing it.

Then it was time to leave, and the demoness spent a fair while wandering until she found the clearing she had initially landed in, and took off with her empty belly, black wings carrying her up into the air.

It was easy from there though; she could see the river, and then it was a simple matter of following it up towards where Simone was waiting, and flew up to 'greet' her.

Mirchell took to 'treading air', her wings settling into a slower rhythm just to keep her suspended in more or less the same spot, leathery wings thudding loudly. "I missed you too, to be certain, dear Simone. This new thing called 'hunting', albeit unsuccessful. You would probably have better luck, unless we can find something wandering an open plain. I am not much good in a forest." she stated back, coolly, despite the flush upon her ashen features, and the look of annoyance written into them.

 

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Re: Crimson Queen (Mirchie)

Spoiler

Mirchell: HP = 89, PP = 45, EP = 48, Status = Fine, armor at 25/50 TP

NPC Stats
Simone: HP = 106, PP = 83, EP = 63, Status = Fine

Simone glared at Mirchell skeptically before heaving a deep sigh. "you.. Are... Impossible! Uck... Just... Come on," she said grumpily before heading down to the ground. "At least you didn't end up getting into trouble with any of the locals while I was... Out," she said after a single hard beat of her wings suspended her momentum, leaving her momentarily floating before she dropped gracefully to her feet with hardly a sound and only a light rustling of some nearby leaves. Their makeshift campground had been cleaned up, but there was still no food to be found.

 

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Mirchell in turn could do little at first but to return the glare, her glowing, crimson eyes fixed upon the single blue, steely one of the angel. She pretended to look offended though, as Simone spoke, by pressing her hands against her breastplate, tilting her head to the side, and opening her mouth in mock-shock. "How am I the impossible one? What did I do? I just went to get food, Simone. Is it so wrong to want to prepare a romantic meal for my lover as she awakens from a sex-induced slumber?" the demoness complained in a fairly high tone.

Still though, the muscled albino demoness dropped down to the ground after her companion, her other leathery wings having to beat quicker than Simone's feathery ones to keep her greater bulk airborne, despite their own increased size. Her boots clomped heavily into the ground, far removed from the light touch of the blonde angel, and she reared upwards, stretching, a faint crick sound heard as the demoness flexed her joints.

"No, no locals. Just some animals. I was forced to hunt in a forest, and it did not go well. No sentient beings there. Where are we going, Simone?"