Nathan extended his hand, still feeling repulsive.
"What?" Nyarlathotep smirked as if she was enjoying the displeasure on his face.
"Nothing."
"There is so much information I have to put in this seal, so…" Nyarlathotep started holding Nathan's hand. Then, her hands started moving smoothly as if she was caressing someone's body. The movement was so slick and erotic that Nathan felt chills down his spine.
"You are playing around." Nathan gritted his teeth.
Nyarlathotep licked his palm rather than the back of his hand.
Nathan trembled. "You're licking the wrong thing."
"Oh my. What do you mean the wrong thing? Where am I supposed to lick it? Don't be shy. Tell me about it so that I don't make another mistake."
"I feel like you're trying to imitate something." Nathan rolled his eyes. "Just get on with it."
"Well…" Nyarlathotep wanted to play around, but it didn't look like Nathan could endure it any longer. It would be bad if Nathan snapped and got angry.
