Yuki blinked and looked back at the direction the two strange men went before following the feline while looking around helping him look for a shop selling edible food. There are some he questioned if they are even called food. At one point, Yuki bought a cloak and hid away to take off the armor and put on the cloak. He had noticed some people giving him... suggestive looks and decided on changing. "I like this more." He muttered before his companion could speak while turning his headaway to hide an embarrassed blush. "I can move more easily."
He continued to walk beside Seimei in silence with his hands in his pockets. Yuki isn't much of a talker and thought if the feline didn't mind it. He didn't have much friends, it won't even reach up to five. While he didn't mind being alone, he also didn't mind having a friend or two. Seimei himself is near that. Yuki watched said feline from the corner of his eye before looking away. Once he spotted one stall with real food, Yuki ran towards it and bought two. He gave one to his companion. "I think this will do until we find a decent place and meal." He paused for a moment. "If we find one."
With: Seimei, Strange people(?) Where: Main Streets Feeling: Relaxed Wearing: Something like this but dark blue, Black sleeveless turtleneck, black pants & boots, fingerless gloves
OOC: ---
Rhun Tolihzeh
Kitty_Mew
Rhine Jive Click
Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2018 3:57 pm
OoC
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πͺπππ₯π: Main Streets, πͺππ§π: Yuki. π’π¨π§πππ§: Short cloak, black/orange/cream pants, leather boots, πππππ§π: Great | Curious
Once it was clear that Yuki would indeed be joining him, Seimei moved and looked for a shop that could be of use for them. For the state this world was in, the city was impressively well equipped with shops for all sorts of things. So far none looked actually viable however. At one point, Yuki had suddenly left his side and it caused the feline demon to look up in curiosity once more to see where they had gone. It didn't take long for the other to come back in his view however, carrying a cloak it seemed. Seimei himself was quite used to temperature changes, though if it would get quite cold, he would notice big time. After all he came from a tropical climate originally.
But perhaps Yuki already was cold? His question was answered in the form of action and another disappearance act. Though this time the nekomata knew where they went. After a short wait they came back into view and Seimei noticed they changed outfits. "Oh, so that is why." he spoke when he heard Yuki's words. The rest of the search was spent in relative silence, but they were keeping an eye out for a place selling edibles. The feline didn't really waste time when he noticed that his current travel companion ran off. Without even thinking about it, Seimei also set in a run and went after the other to the place they had seen.
When the nekomata realized they went running for food, he couldn't help but chuckle a bit. It would seem Yuki had been hungry, a mood Seimei was all to known with around this place. One would think a negative energy feeder like the feline could easily get their sustenance around here. But this world was also quite desolate. Hunting grounds were limited. For now he would be alright though. The feline didn't really expect anything, but Yuki surprised him by giving him one of the meals he bought. "Wow thank you." he said as he accepted it and nodded. "Surely it can't be to far now from where I noticed the smell coming from but I didn't really have time to investigate it." In truth Seimei had gotten distracted by Yuki, but it turned out not to be a very bad thing. "What kind of food do you like?" Seimei asked Yuki after a while. He was curious to learn more.
"Kind of food I like?" Yuki asked before shrugging. "A lot, actually. If I have to choose, I like fruits most. Why'd you ask?" Not that he minded talking this much. Now that he thought about it, this is the longest conversation he had in a while, one that doesn't seem one-sided. Yuki was even surprised at himself for this. Back then, he only answered in nods and shakes of his head that even his... friend that time thought he was mute.
"You're too quiet, Tsuki."
Yuki quickly finished his food to distract himself. Now is not the time for that. Remembering Seimei's earlier words, the wanderer felt quite guilty that the boy didn't get to check it out. "Do you want to go?" He asked and jerked his head to the direction Seimei had pointed to him earlier. And even though the thought of camping for the night sounds nice, they might find an inn if they looked hard enough. He'll let Seimei decide.
So with that, he smiled. "So what is your favorite kind of food?"
With: Seimei Where: Main Streets Feeling: Relaxed Wearing: Something like this but dark blue, Black sleeveless turtleneck, black pants & boots, fingerless gloves
OOC: ---
Rhun Tolihzeh
Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2018 12:21 pm
OoC
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πͺπππ₯π: Main Streets, πͺππ§π: Yuki. π’π¨π§πππ§: Short cloak, black/orange/cream pants, leather boots, πππππ§π: Great | Curious
Seimei looked at Yuki while they spoke. It would seem their preference was varied, that could be a good thing, especially in these areas. When he was asked why the question, the feline shrugged a bit. "Just curious. I hope I am not to inquisitive." he replied and chuckled softly. Even back at the pirate crew he couldn't remember having a conversation as this much. But then the crew hadn't really liked him much anyway. They tolerated him cause of the captain until they took over the ship and killed the captain. The man being like a father for Seimei since he joined the ship very early, he had tried to protect him but failed.
The nekomata couldn't help but his mind wandering to that while they were eating quietly. "To look at the source of the scent? We could try and find it. Perhaps it will be good food." he agreed and smiled a bit. With that Seimei turned around and started to lead Yuki to where he first smelled it. Two could see more than one after all. Hearing the question being returned, Seimei smiled at Yuki and then thought to himself for a bit. "Uh..." It was hard to really pinpoint a favorite, after all he didn't really need the food to survive himself.
"Anything made with strawberries." he then said as he nodded and chuckled. "Strawberries are delicious, but very hard to find around here unfortunately." he replied. Then he suddenly stopped and sniffed the air. "Ah, here it was where I smelled the scent, but it has gotten much less, maybe they aren't cooking anymore. Doesn't hurt to follow it and search for a source though." he offered and tilted his head a bit. He waited for a moment, but it became quite apparent that Yuki was waiting for him to decide, so instead he started walking into the direction that intensified the scent. Since he had been a first mate for several years, leading wasn't exactly a novelty to him.
"I don't mind. I'd like to know you more, actually." Yuki said with a smile. How long had it been since he last felt comfortable with someone? A long time. The smile stayed on his face as he followed the feline while looking around.
His mind drifted to the group he considered his family, the thieves. They taught him everything, from speech to fighting. Sure, they had some ups and downs but they are like a family nonetheless until he was captured and them killed. There was also one boy he had felt close to, a fellow slave who didn't care if he looked more of a monster than human. Yuki's first and only friend, killed by his own hands. How would Seimei react if he found out what he had done back then? Afraid? Disgusted? His smile fell at the thought. Should he still pursue his friendship with the feline? What if it happened again? Can he even protect anyone from himself?
His thoughts were interrupted when Seimei replied to his earlier question and he couldn't help but chuckle at the answer. "Strawberries, huh? I think I passed one place that grows strawberries before." He said with a shrug. Maybe he'll bring some if he decided to visit again. Is it even in season right now? He chuckled at the thought and followed Seimei again, forgetting about his thoughts earlier.
With: Seimei Where: Main Streets Feeling: Relaxed Wearing: Something like this but dark blue, Black sleeveless turtleneck, black pants & boots, fingerless gloves
OOC: biggrin
Rhun Tolihzeh
Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2018 3:10 pm
xxxxγ οΌ΄οΌ¨οΌ₯ S E E D T H A T G E R M I N A T E S T H E W O R L Dx
Siere put one too-long-fingered hand to his face, sliding a hand along his jaw to check if his skin was once again smooth and orderly. It was once again simple flesh, and his hair thrashed around his shoulders at Danteβs question.
The incubus had surprised him with his observation, first by correctly linking the explosion of parts quickly tempered, and then by admitting that he found the boys now moving unconcernedly away from themβdelicious.
Siere had no particular preference in his meals, outside of preferring prey that was as humanlike as possible, and outside of his camp. After an indeterminate, long period of time where heβd fed exclusively on individual children--children he cultivated and developed his form entirely in favor of that individual childβs deepest fearsβhe generally only took forms that were generically frightening, sometimes even seeking out people who were already frightened and didnβt need his ministrations at all for him to feed.
It was, admittedly, far less satisfying than the artisan-like work heβd performed to maximize and particularize the fear heβd fed on back thenβthere had been a sense of pride, the flexing of a skill he relied on. There was no care to his feeding nowβbut the current world more than made up for the lack. Where before heβd only had his meal to focus his life around, he had a higher purpose now; he had friends, comrades, the building of multiple other skills. It was better.
His body responded to the lust emanating from the incubus, but Siere didnβt know to categorize it as such. Lost in hunger, it didnβt disturb him as it had before.
βYesβ he admitted shortly, an apologetic note in his voice. It was surely unprofessional to be thinking of food while scouting.
βItβs been some time, and they look easy to pull somewhere private.β βSome timeβ meant something like half a day, far more time than he usually went without eating. He was always hungry, on some level, but usually it could stay at the back of his mind.
He watched the two walking away, talking apparently happily among themselves, and swallowed heavily, forcing his eyes away to look back at Dante.
He didnβt know if it would be rude to suggest they stop for a while(some of the Moit were intensely private about food, or territorial enough that they should be left alone to eat), but found himself saying, ββwould you mind delaying our mission for half an hour? We can easily make up the time, I think.β
Mood: Off-balance, hungry With: Dante
β Kitty_Mewβ
((OOC: both of the other people who were here have moved to another location, so maybe we can hunt elsewhere or with npcs ))
πͺπππ₯π: Main Streets, πͺππ§π: Yuki. π’π¨π§πππ§: Short cloak, black/orange/cream pants, leather boots, πππππ§π: Great
Seimei had been waiting in silence so his new travel companion could get some sleep in. By the time the other woke up, he had been leaning forward on the counter with his chin resting on his arms. No one had come to help them out yet. Maybe they had abandoned the inn in a hurry and that was why it seemed in operation. His ears twitched a bit when Yuki moved to rub his eyes and the feline sat up. "Goodmorning." he joked and chuckled. "Ye, ye might be right. No one has come yet. It's like this place is abandoned but just looks operational, let's move and find a place to spend the night in peace." Seimei agreed and got up, following after Yuki back outside.
Once outside he followed the other's gaze upward and sighed a bit. "I'm sure we'll find a place to set up camp with a small campfire. The trickier part is to stay out of harm's way when staying outside. But I have done it a lot lately and rarely had anythin' happening so we shouldn't run into trouble." the nekomata said, in an attempt to soothe the worry a bit. Seimei listened to the male's proposition of the North and looked that way before he shrugged. "I haven't been to the North yet, but a forest sounds like a great plan. Enough wood to set up a campfire and probably also plenty of natural shelters. Let's head for it. I would love to see some wealth of a green again after this desolate place." the feline agreed with the course of action.
Of course the ocean would be even better, as he really missed being on a ship, but he always did like forests, so it sounded like a better plan than any. Without wasting time, Seimei smiled and looked around a bit to determine North and then headed into that direction. The sooner they found the area to stay at, the sooner they could set up camp and get some food in. If they made it to the forest before the night would be to deep, he was confident they could hunt some sort of prey for dinner. "Let's go find us a place to hunt some meat too, unless you prefer to buy some here while we are in the area." he offered, quite alright with both, though leaving now might be the wisest of decisions.
Yuki smiled a bit when Seimei tried to lessen the worry. Had Seimei not say anything, he would have been thinking about the dangers nonstop and any plan countering it. That would definitely give him a headache. He hoped they really don't run into any trouble and he agreed with him about the change of scenery. Travelling around, Yuki always found places as desolate as this, some even worse. Forests always gave him a sense of peace and quiet.
"It might take us hours to reach there," Yuki said as he followed the boy. "So we might as well leave now and see if there's anything we can hunt there." They can buy some here, sure, but their time is limited and the best course of action is to leave now. The sooner they arrive, the better. They have a lot to do.
πͺπππ₯π: Main Streets, πͺππ§π: Yuki. π’π¨π§πππ§: Short cloak, black/orange/cream pants, leather boots, πππππ§π: Great
It seemed his plan to ease some worries worked as Yuki smiled again and looked a lot more ready for what was to come. It was much better than to be lost in thoughts about what could be and then end up worrying for nothing. Of course Seimei had no idea what all awaited in the North. Without losing more time they started moving to their new destination. It also turned out that Yuki agreed with him that the sooner they could leave the city the better it would be. After all, who knew what all lurked in the darkness in a city as this? And then he wasn't even thinking about thieves like him that would look to lighten their purse.
After this swift interaction, they moved quickly through the streets towards the North and the feline already kept an eye out just in case. It may only be dusk, but one never knew. It seemed they left the city without problems arising however and soon found themselves on the desolate, much less kept roads than the city streets. The change of scenery was quick and could be disheartening to some, but with the forest in mind, the nekomata just went towards their destination. There was no use lingering on the roads after all. Thieves in the city yes, possible brigands in these areas, which could be worse as they might slit one's throat in addition to taking your items and gold.
This was as far as Seimei's knowledge about this land reached however. He would be heading into territory unbeknownst to him. But at least he wasn't alone this time and perhaps Yuki knew the area better, he knew about the forest after all. A nod came from Seimei when the other spoke about the journey and he smiled a bit. "We'll have to make sure not to slow down to much then! So we have enough time to hunt and make dinner." he agreed and continued on their road full of confidence. At least actions showed they both didn't want to linger to long and risk problems. Why? The nekomata wondered. As for himself, being a thief, staying somewhere longer meant increasing risk of being recognized. A complication he couldn't really use right now.
βDante Reinhardtβ Raider Leader | Incubus | a*****e It's been six days since I've had my fix And now I'm fixed on you Despite your trembling body I can tell you want it too -
Dante grinned at the answer of the other. It was interesting to see how easily a presumably held together creature could break when they were hungry. So interesting to see a man reluctantly admitting to his need for a fix.
"Ya act like it's a problem. I'm the one that distracted you from picking up something earlier didn't I?" Dante laughed. "No use trying to work out strategy while we're focused on hunger." It was hard to tell how distracting such a thing was to the other, but he knew for himself that it could be distracting... The incubus was just glad he wasn't the only one.
Alas, when they'd turn again the two boys had wandered away perhaps hiding from the two beings they'd suddenly spotted. It wouldn't be an unreasonable response around these parts after all. Still, it was disappointing to the demon who had already taken a liking to what he saw.
"They're... gone." He mumbled in a frustrated tone, his eyes searching for any sign of them as he began walking in the direction they might have gone. "There's always boys wandering these parts to keep out of things... so we'll find others." He mentioned that from experience, and from the hunts of his mercenary when looking for new recruits and playthings. The streets were easier to run away in... at least if you weren't being chased by a wolf demon.
Not a minute later he caught what sounded like a slight shuffle and the grin from before returned to his face. He made a gesture and glanced at Siere, looking to see if he'd heard it as well or at least caught the message. Oh, it had been so long since Dante had gotten to sneak around like this~
OOC: I know Yuki has popped back but I'll leave it up to you guys if you want to be spotted mmkay? Pinging both of you for that reason.
- I'm every man you've ever dreamed of All your fantasies combined You can tell I'm the best by the blood on your dress There's no bite as good as mine
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Siere had hunted with others before. He hunted regularly with Pup, though their tastes were quite different. Of necessity, Siere fed himself first, and would leave the remainder for his friend who needed to consume physical flesh. Pup was a good hunting partner; his form was sometimes enough in itself to bring about terror
Hunting was, for him, as it was for some of his Moit, intimate, but Siere was eager to connect as much as he was to hunt. This could even be good for their partnership.
This in mind he moved forward with intent. He heard the shuffle when Dante did, indicating he had with a nod when the incubus asked him if he had. His expression was serious now, a little tense, anticipatory. The seam of his mouth was widening toward his ears in a neat, barely visible line, the inside of his throat filling with teeth. It was the beginning of one of his generic forms, done slightly better than usual.
There was no need to impress, and performativity was generally alien to Siere. Still, he felt some impulse to hunt well, to showcase his abilities, and was unsure where the impulse came from.
His throat thickened, as if there were something inside of it; in this case the enormous black length of a muscular tongue, as long as it needed to be (surely there was some limit, but there had never been real need to test it).
With each step his body became more exaggerated under his clothing: taller, thinner, unnaturally thin, unnaturally tall, with spindly legs, spindly arms, even longer fingers with what must be three extra knuckles.
He looked back at Dante as he heard their prey mere paces away, close to the corner they had come to. He extended one impossible hand forward, gesturing politely. βYou first.β
Mood: Hunting, hungry With: Dante
β Kitty_Mewβ
Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2018 8:49 am
βDante Reinhardtβ Raider Leader | Incubus | a*****e It's been six days since I've had my fix And now I'm fixed on you Despite your trembling body I can tell you want it too -
The transformation, though not entirely unexpected, was actually quite the surprise to the ill-informed incubus. It was exciting even, to see more of his new companions interesting power.
Oh ho ho, aren't you terrifying~! Dante thought as he watched the other male change before his eyes. Needless to say from his expression, he was indeed impressed by the transformation and, even though he was difficult to frighten, he felt a shiver run down his spine. Could it be that this being was something that was meant to bring about fear in another man? Maybe he'd ask after this. That seemed appropriate if neither felt the need to hide who they were at this point.
It was a difficult act to follow, especially now that the other wished for him to make a move first. Dante nod and released a breath to gather himself and well... try to think of a way to show off. That was who he was.
Dante had never done this task with another being, never went looking for food with someone else. Perhaps because they could spoil the meal or murder it before he could have his fun, because by no means was he shy about the act. He needed to work in something that could potentially be beneficial to his partner. So gave an odd gesture that involved pointing with his thumb, holding up 2 fingers, and a circular motion of his finger before taking to the sky to head over the rooftop of a neighboring building.
Their prey was near. Two young men around the age, in appearance, as the others who had recently fled who had taken to the streets in search of the scarce food and water of the city. Dante kept out of sight and quietly landed in an alley just past the boys on the opposite side of Siere. His intentions were of course to corner them and cut off the option to flee.
He appeared in almost a clumsy manner to gain the attention of the boys. A loud noise of him running into a large piece of what appeared to be a rusty metal roofing, of sorts, could be heard. Fear came first as the boys turned, but within moments both expressions changed. Dante had put a spell on himself to take the appearance of an acquaintance of the two, who, to no knowledge of his own, had disappeared in the days prior. A male with long, messy, brown hair and forest green eyes.
"Heh, sorry! How clumsy of me~" He said, in a faked friendly manner.
It was all he could mutter before the red headed boy broke into tears and almost tackled him to the ground. "Y-you're alive!" He'd cry into the demons chest. A fortunate fate for the incubus, yet he still wished to see what Siere's next move might be.
Hmm... so this one was attached to him huh? Good, good. He thought, and his eyes narrowed as he brought a hand to the boys head. The overflow of his supernatural power would increase to almost a disgusting amount, as described by some beings. Yet, that was would also serve as somewhat of a signal to the boogeyman. He hadn't a clue how Siere would know to make a move, nor how his spell might effect him, so this worked to identify himself and that he could use a little company.
Dante was careful not to enchant the clinging boy just yet, for the sake of his suspicions. If Siere was a being that fed off fear to a point, he didn't want to interfere yet.
- I'm every man you've ever dreamed of All your fantasies combined You can tell I'm the best by the blood on your dress There's no bite as good as mine
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Siere breathed in, and unexpectedly breathed in a thread of fear from his companion. It was enough, rich enough in quality, that he found himself watching Dante as he moved, rather than strictly speaking watching his approach toward their βvictimsβ of the night.The long, impossible length of his tongue rolled out of his mouth to lap at the air in the incubusβs wake, jaw opening wide to split his face entirely.
Siere waited for the other to take his sustenance if he could, unsure if Siereβs own presence would make it more difficult to do so--a difficult thing with the first hint of fear on the air, quickly extinguished as Dante became more comfortable in his role. He was surprised, interested to see Danteβs own shape shifting to that of another human. Shapeshifters were rare, in Siereβs experience; they came mostly in human-oriented monsters like himself--like Dante.
He was a tense witness to Danteβs approach, crouching forward to ready himself to slide in. But then, it seemed the incubus just--stopped. It became impossible to wait. Frustration rushed through him at what looked like a domestic scene, enough to eliminate momentarily his good will toward the other monster.
He was really getting riled up when a burst of--something, power, something he didnβt know he had a sense to register--bashed him in the face. His body suddenly felt more--physical. That wasnβt exactly the right word. It felt more embedded in its physicality, or maybe just he was more aware of it. The tongue was a weight in his throat, swallowing around it a chancy thing; Riding it, he moved into a shadow in the alley, incongruously good at blending with the shadows considering his appearance.
His tongue snaked across the filthy ground, sliding up the leg of the boy currently twining himself around Dante. They were both relatively human in appearance, making them ideal prey. In his current state of mind, he couldnβt help but notice that Dante, as he was now, fit that bill perfectly himself.
The thin tip of the tongue, wet and muscular as it was, wound around the boyβs wrist, even as the boy continued to embrace Dante. He used the new effective limb to pull the boy forward, forcing attention toward the corner, where he opened his arms for his own embrace, mouth still wide. He was looking directly at the boy, but as long as the boy kept ahold of Dante he would drag the incubus forward as well.
Siere wasnβt actively intending to feed on his ally; if asked for a reason he would have stated that he was testing to see how they could feed together, said that he was unfamiliar with how people became food for the incubus in anything but the abstract.
These were mostly his true intentions. They should have been his intentions in their entirety. Still, there was a small part of him that had tasted fear coming off of Dante, and was eager to taste more, even while the incubus fed. An aberrant desire that didnβt seem to come from him.
Mood: Weird, Ravenous With: Dante
β Kitty_Mewβ
Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2018 12:10 pm
βDante Reinhardtβ Raider Leader | Incubus | a*****e It's been six days since I've had my fix And now I'm fixed on you Despite your trembling body I can tell you want it too -
Again, the incubus hadn't a clue what he should expect from the other creature, and oh what an interesting turn of events would unfold because of that. He'd made for a great little distraction, one that perhaps made the other a little impatient and impulsive.
Dante had expected, perhaps, that Siere might take that chance to target the other boy, if not both, so it was surprising when the male in his arms would suddenly release a shriek as a foreign tongue slithered up his leg. The other boy would react as well in a distressed motion running towards the two. Fear would pour off the two boys, taking place of the hints of lust and affection they once had.
It gave Dante a moment of questioning before he'd inevitably be dragged closer to his companion who wished for more. Did he want to share? Was that an option? Or was he about to turn on the incubus?... those were a few questions running through his mind.
Out of curiosity, he'd let himself be pulled closer with the boy, though he made a greedy move himself forcing a kiss on their victim. A kiss that would create an almost unbreakable bond that would glamour the boy into a state where he wouldn't fight back unless Dante willed otherwise. It was, needless to say an overly lusty kiss that the boy would unwillingly dive into. A greedy move, yet no less greedy than Siere's.
Dante's now lightly glowing eye's kept watch on his supposed ally, cautious as he was so close to the unpredictable being. He broke his kiss only press his body against the boy sandwiched between them to lean his face over a shoulder. "So... you like sharing hmm? You do realize I'm a lusty demon, right~?" He said, inches away from a terrifying string of teeth. His body swayed lightly against his prey, and likely Siere's hold as well. He wasn't shy, he wouldn't mind sharing so long as he got what he wanted.
"Ngh, L-luka..." The boy between them squeaked out.
He was still restraining himself, if only to know the intentions of his ally, now that they focused on the same prey. Alone, he would have pounced on the boy by now and the situation would have quickly become more... physical. Yes we'll call it that.
For himself... it was questionable if he could keep his own sense of fear to a minimum. A sudden movement from the boogeyman, a slight hint of malicious intent towards him without reason or warning, these things could so easily drive the demon to leap back in a protective form of fear. Worst thing that happened was he'd have to sustain himself on this less desirable bit of lust until he came in contact with another, perhaps jump the other male that stood frozen in the alleyway while his friend was attacked.
Was it really good to be pressing the others limits like this?
- I'm every man you've ever dreamed of All your fantasies combined You can tell I'm the best by the blood on your dress There's no bite as good as mine
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For several moments, the tap that was fear poured open and Siere took in great, greedy gulps of it. Physiologically, it was very clear when he was feeding: electric sparks of color swirled through the darkness of his body, rushing down his hair, his skin, even in his eyes and the inside flesh of his mouth; the tongue. Like the colors in an oil slick, they were wet curls of light, present in rhythmic pulsing like he was indeed drinking it down. There was nothing he could feed on coming from the incubus, and the longer fear failed to manifest, the less Siere was inclined to feed on him, at least for now. There was fear enough here, like this; it was enough.
Or rather, thatβs what he was inclined to say, butβfear was difficult to sustain in the face of lust, at least at the same intensity. So he was learning now; tongue twining around Danteβs in a kiss, and even pulled into Siereβs arms the boyβs fear narrowed to a trickle, overwhelmed by his sudden devotion and need.
The closer the incubus came, the more aware of his body he became. He didnβt currently have genitaliaβheβd streamlined his body to give it the long, unsettling look of a childβs exaggerated drawing, the crux of his thighs currently just the meeting of the spindly, impossible legsβbut theβ¦awareness gathered in the bottom of his belly nonetheless.
Siere wasnβt precisely βbothered- by sexuality, but he was, as before, almost entirely unfamiliar with it. Most of the children he preyed on hadnβt had it as a category. With those that did, on the few occasions when a father or a particular stranger had been the monster they feared most, heβd aped behavior without entirely knowing what it meant to the child. Such children tended to grow out of him sooner than most, anyway.
The lights faded from him, and he found himself looking into Danteβs eyes over the boyβs shoulder. The tongue thinned in his mouth, retracting into his mouth until it was as long as his shoulder and no longer, dripping between them an inch or two from Danteβs face, tentatively licking the air just beside his cheek.
It would have been too difficult to speak from this over-structured mouth, and so another opened in the side of his neckβtoothy, with a smaller black tongue to match his main mouthβhe replied.
βWe are comradesβ¦why shouldnβt we share? Do as you normally would.β
Admittedly he didnβt entirely know what that entailed, but it was still a true statement.
Their prey squeaking out words between them redirected his attention, reminding him of his frustration at the lessened flow of sustenance. He pulled his focus over entirely with more effort than he would have thought it would take. He didnβt feast on anything real: could not eat fleshβdidnβt want to cause actual damage. But of course the prey didnβt know that, and he furthered the illusion that the other was about to be truly devoured by opening his mouth impossibly further, placing the pulled-apart remains of his cheeks and jaw, now toothy and hooked, around the preyβs face, staring into his eyes rather than at Dante.
He was oddly hesitant himself, unsure how their needs would clash too. Could he keep their preyβs attention but also allow room for Dante? He wasβ¦trying.
Mood: Feeding, Somewhat Unclear What Lusty Means With: Dante
