get calls from that guy's family, asking if I've seen him lately.
Gili rolled her leaf-green eyes at her friend. "Whatever," she said, "just go sit by the bar. He'll talk to you, I promise."
Deika started to protest, but the Dryad cut her off with a stern stare, a pointed point, and a friendly kick in the shins. That's what friends were for, right?
Deika saddled up to the bar, picking a bar stool that had empty seats on either side of her. "A Jolly Murloc," she told the barkeep. "With just a hint of venom," she added with a smile. The gruff Minotaur behind the bar with a pink-dyed beard nodded wordlessly, already mixing it up for her.
The tall glass arrived a minute later, a luminously blue-and-silver liquid with a single green orb floating on top of it. It wasn't an olive. It was a pretty girly drink, as far as drinks go, but Deika didn't mind.
"That's a bold drink choice," a deep, masculine voice said from behind her. "Most people wouldn't dare to pick something that silly looking. How's it taste?"
Deika turned around to see a tall, gray-skinned classy demon standing behind her. Damn, he moved fast. "Bold is my middle name," she replied with a smile. "Actually it's 'Mac', but I'm going to have to ask that you never ever call me that on account of what a terrible name it is. And it happens to taste fantastic, thank-you-very-much," she told the Tiefling.
The horned man sat down next to her, a drink already in his hand. "I'll have to take your word for it, then. So what should I call you, if 'Mac' is off the list? Yuan-Ti, perhaps?" he asked crisply.
Deika looked over him through the dark-red sunglasses that covered nearly half of her face. They were simply styling. He wasn't particularly tall, but she could see a nice, hard body outlined through his purple suit. And then there were the horns. She had a thing for horns. "You can call me Deika. And I'm as much a Yuan-Ti as you are an Aasimar, Mister...?" she questioned.
He leaned in close. "How do you know I'm not?" he whispered silkily. "Was it the tails that gave it away? Or was it the lack of a stick up my ass? And you can call me Teeth, candy-pants."
"That can't possibly be your real name," Deika said with a flirty cock of her head. Teeth flashed a tiny, too-perfect smile to prove it. He probably used magic to get it that shiny. Cheater. Deika replied with a wide grin of her own sharp fangs, a few drops of corrosive, black liquid falling to the floor and disappearing in tiny puffs of smoke. "Mine's bigger," she told him with an unrestrained giggle.
A single black eyebrow rose on Teeth's face. "And apparently more deadly, too. I don't know what you are, Deika, but something tells me that it would be a pleasure to find out." Teeth winked at the snakelike woman with his shimmering purple eyes. "Besides," he mentioned as an afterthought, "I've got a few things that you'd have the delight of finding out about, as well." The Tiefling's twin tails twitched teasingly.
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They were at the front door to Deika's apartment less than twenty minutes later, their lips intertwining and their hands exploring each other impatiently as Deika fumbled with the door. Teeth, true to his name, was a biter, gently and less-than-gently nibbling at Deika's pink lips seductively. She liked it, but didn't dare return with the same. Deika's acidic venom wasn't strong enough to be a real threat, but her snakelike fangs certainly were.
The Tiefling's breath beat hotly against hers, his tongue slipping inside Deika's mouth, exploring her lips. In spite of the drink she'd had, Deika's venom tasted vaguely like coffee, and Teeth loved it. "You mind taking those sunglasses off?" he laughed gently. "They keep getting in my way..."
Deika waved him off with a tiny smile as she opened the door, pulling him into her apartment. "Not gonna happen," she told Teeth. "Not until the lights go off. I accidentally scarred myself there the other day. It's a sensitive thing, okay?" Deika told the Tiefling. Wisely, he didn't argue the matter.
The Tiefling pushed Deika up against the wall just on the inside of the room, holding the woman a few inches up off the ground as he hungrily pressed in to her, biting at her tongue eagerly. His hands started to stroke at her waist as he held her there, slipping underneath Deika's ocean-blue shirt. The snake-woman countered with wandering fingers of her own, the metallic skin of one of her hands wrapping around behind the man, pushing up through the bottom of his suit's jacket and on to the hot, muscled skin of his back.
Deika's other hand was busy unfastening the buttons on Teeth's jacket, crushed between their pulsing bodies as he pressed his muscled form up against her softer one. His deep-purple tuxedo jacket came off a moment later, revealing the buttoned black shirt beneath. "You deal with that..." Deika whispered in to his ear, "and I will see you in my bedroom, Mr. Teeth." Deika gave the Tiefling man one last, firm squeeze on his unfairly well-toned ass with both hands before she disappeared in to a door opposite the entry to the apartment.
The dark-haired woman hit the light-switch as she strolled calmly and gracefully in to her bedroom, walking in that way that only a woman who knows she's being watched can do. The lights went dim, nearly pitch-black in her bedroom; Deika turned around and hopped on to the edge of her bed playfully, kicking off her shoes in to the corner of the room and pulling off the shrouding sunglasses. She crossed her pale-gold legs, her short black skirt folding up over her lengthy, lick-able thighs.
Teeth came in to the room only a brief moment later, the buttons to his black shirt hanging loose and undone, baring the sight of his toned and muscled, gray-skinned chest beneath. The Tiefling quickly bounded over the threshold to meet her, his body coming to a halt as it hovered over hers, much faster than she thought it would. Deika was met with the sudden presence of a partially-naked, sexy warm body pressing up against her chest. Not nearly naked enough, though.
The demon seized Deika at her waist and at her neck, bending down to crush her body against the bed. Her hands raced up to the fringes of his unbuttoned shirt, tearing it down past his shoulders and off of his steaming body. She could feel his erection growing, pressing up firmly against her, and he didn't disappoint. There was a half-naked demon on top of Deika, and she wouldn't have had it any other way.
Teeth let her free for only a moment to pull off Deika's shirt. He fell down on to the bed, next to her, pulling Deika atop himself, their hips thrusting up against one another's. Her skirt was the next to disappear, leaving Deika only clad in her dark-blue bra and panties. His cock pushed up hard against her own thinly-clothed sex through his dress pants, the only clothing that the Tiefling still wore. Teeth had had enough of this pussy-footing around. He wanted her.
Now
.
Demons were never particularly known for their patience.
Teeth reached up to unclasp her bra and remove her panties. His patience disappearing, the Tiefling just ripped off the offending garments instead. They were only getting in the way. While he was doing this, he sneakily raised his tails up to his waist, using them to undo his belt. Deika pushed them down the rest of the way, the sweat building up on her metallic-feeling skin as she pressed her naked body firmly in to him. Deika's erect nipples were like fire against his body, the burning heat of her excitement clearly visible.
