[h3][center][color=steelblue]🕈 Seiji[/color] & [color=orchid]Empusa ♡[/color][/center][/h3] [center][b]1st Floor Entrance Lobby > 2nd Floor[/b][/center] [hr] [@Dark Cloud]Empusa ignored poor Dexter’s squeals as she watched the wolf woman lock eyes on Seiji. When the Lust demon moved within the boy’s personal space, a small ripple in space right above each of Empusa’s shoulders--small enough not to stand out, but certainly noticeable to Dexter--began to buzz with sparks and embers. He thought he could hear the rhythmic clang of hammers somewhere, but it was like the sound was so far away… "Aurora I-I think? What is the problem, wait? Oh!" suddenly his eyes looked more curious than fearful as a tiny smirk danced upon his face. "Is that your human? Why do you care, Lilith told me you go throu-" his growing confidence withered with the glare Empusa shot him. “Yes. That is [i]MY[/i] Contractor. Murakami Seiji.” And just as she claimed him, both she and Dexter watched the wolfwoman grab Seiji’s face and lean in close. Those ripples in space sprouted two wickedly sharp sword-points. Empusa finally did let go of Dexter’s shoulder, but it was because she seemed to be taking aim with a gesture. Indeed, if things went any further, it seemed clear there would be deadly violence within the Home… But what happened next caused Empusa’s half-forged blades to shatter from the shock. [hr] [@MetalWeight]The wolfgirl’s eyes locked onto him immediately. She stood up straighter, and as her shoulders pulled back that chest of hers threatened to block Seiji’s entire field of vision. Then it [i]did[/i] block most of his vision, as she stepped so close she practically ran into him. [i]My plan was calculated...[/i] "Worried? Oh, no, no you shouldn't be worried, never be worried. At least not with me, I'd never hurt a human like you, not unlike [i]other[/i] demons..." He could practically see the hunger in those eyes. Her tail looked like it was going fast enough to have its own air current. [i]...but boy, am I bad at math.[/i] Seiji’s eyes widened and a nervous sweat broke out on his forehead and palms. Those big fuzzy mitts of hers latched onto his face, and cold fear ran through his whole body. She pulled him closer, crouching slightly less than she had with Dexter, and he wasn’t sure what was scarier--trying to meet those eyes, or daring to peer into that dark rift inside her shirt. Her thumbs caressed the side of his face "You humans are so fragile and innocent, it’s such a shame you die so often…” [i]I’m not a furry, I’m not a furry, I’m NOT a furry…[/i] [i]Monster girls don’t count as furry though, do they?[/i] “...a dangerous world isn't it? That shouldn't happen to you, these demons, Hell itself, its all so [b]evil[/b] and [b]controlling[/b], wanting to destroy anything with innocence and life…” He tried to focus on her snout, instead of her eyes. He wondered if her nose was slightly moist to the touch, like dogs back on Earth--Wait. [i]I’ve got one shot. It’s my only hope. Gotta be quick...gotta be resolved! Acceptance of death is the way of the warrior![/i] “You should stay with me, be free with me, be [i]safe[/i] with me..." The cleavage was getting closer! Any moment now he’d be in a new, marshmallowy Hell! Now or never! Do or die! He’d have to use [i][b]that[/b][/i] technique! “Ah, I…” his voice was somewhat slurred, thanks to her hands--paws?--squishing his cheeks together. But the tall seductress might notice something--the human’s eyebrows furrowed, and his look sharpened. “I [i]could[/i] do that. But, hear me out?” He shrugged his shoulders, in the process pulling both hands out of his pockets. “I present: a counterpoint.” The movement was too smooth for the wolfgirl to realize what happened until it was too late. Like he had done it a thousand upon a thousand times. Bruce Lee once said, “I fear not the man with 10,000 techniques, I fear the man who has practiced one technique 10,000 times.” At this very moment, Seiji unleashed one technique. His fingers settled, oh so gently, warmly, into the fur against her throat. Right under her chin. And he...[i]scritched[/i]. Just like he always used to do with his Shiba at home. Empusa, Dexter, and anyone else who saw what happened would find themselves hard pressed to explain it later. And when the wolf woman came to, all she would see was Seiji walking away from her, both hands back in his pockets. Nonchalantly, he strode over to his Contractor and the small red devil. A confident swagger filled his gait. [i]Shit shit shit shit gotta go fast![/i] [@Dark Cloud]“Say, Emmy?” The demoness turned her slack jaw towards him, but her ears and wingtips noticeably perked up. “What say we explore with the others, huh?” Seiji glanced over his shoulder. “[i]Quickly.[/i]” And then he looked back at Dexter. “C’mon, uh...bro? Tag along with us.” He jabbed a thumb at the staircase where that new guy in the dark robes was also rapidly ascending. “Otherwise you’ll be the [i]only[/i] one of the guys still down here…” Now he jerked his head towards the still stunned furry demon, with a look that clearly said all that needed to be said about that prospect. “Seiji, would you do [i]that[/i] for me too--kyah~♡!” The human grabbed Empusa’s hand, and began a [i]rapidly casual[/i] walk up the staircase. She practically floated behind him, her wings aflutter, as she blushed from his aggressive contact and gave Dexter an absentminded farewell wave.