Sae-ah
I slowly took a breath, laid back against the remains of her couch. She sat on the edge while I still recovered. I felt... strange. She had threatened me. The huntbitch twitch in my head. She had forced me.
So... why did it not feel forced at all?
She will use you.
I touched my head, sitting up for a second as the marks flashed to life. She turned, noticing. Her eyes were a mix of emotions. Concern. Contempt. Worry. Wariness.
"Tch." I started to push up onto my legs only to be stilled by a quiet hand.
"Sae-ah?" She remembered.
"... ya, Zoey?" Her hand slowly laced with mine. I slowly began to lace my own with hers, leaning over and planting a soft kiss on her forearm. She let out a calmed sigh as those steelt eyes turned to pure silver.
"What is this?"
"...I don't know. But I don't want it to stop."
"...Me either." She whispered quietly. I stared into those silvery eyes, warm smooth and rushing with ideas. The way she bit her lip as the portrait painted itself in her head. The narrowness of her eyes as she got closer to me, inch by forbidden inch.
"...This is... Our little secret." She whispered moments from my lips.
"Our secret Obsession." I whispered back before heat and passion stole the both of us again.
...
Mira
"Where the hell is Zoey?" I stabbed my glaive through the last of the demon bastards as Rumi caught back up with me. The crowd had dispersed and no casualties had happened I could count, but it had been practically too perfect. The moment Zoey ran ahead after Saja, the demons came like a damn tide. Gwi-ma was playing at something.
"I dunno. I checked all the dressing rooms. No sign, but one of them is super trashed." She led me with her through the halls to the smashed door who's star couldn't even be seen. It had been locked, but whoever was inside had broken right out.
"What the...?" We stepped in and were caught by the smell first. It reaked of sex. "Oh fuck...!"
"Definitely an idol dressing room." Rumi held her nose, coughing.
"What did they do? Make a game of breaking walls?"
"I don't know if just anyone could break walls like this."
"So a demon that fucks his victims first. Gross."
"Agreed. But we still gotta find Zo-"
"Rumi..." She walked over, plucking a shimmering hanmoon dagger from the utterly destroyed mirror.
"Zoey..." She mumbled as she looked it over.
No. Not Zoey. Not our Zoey. I wasn't fast enough. I wasn't str-
A ping hit both our phones, Zoey's ringtone different for us both. Mine was one of her harder rap bars while Rumi's was her line in our big song from years ago.
Zoey: I'm ok girls. Chased the head of them off. Meet up at home.
Rumi: *a spam of crying and are you ok gifs*
Mira: Are you injured?
Zoey: I'm okay, I promise. Couple cuts and bruises, nothin a hunter isn't able to handle!
Mira: Hm. You usually are a big baby about cuts and bruises.
Rumi: *a barrage of nursing love gifs*
Zoey: Cause I can't always have you girls picking up my slack. I gotta take control sometimes.
Mira:...alright, Zo.
Rumi:*I love you Gifs galore*
Zoey:*returns twice as many gifs*
Mira:....
Mira:*sends one each*
...
Zoey
I placed down my phone as I turned to Sae-ah. "They'll be here soon." I kissed his shoulder, smiling at how my bite marks hadn't faded.
"Tch. Guess your booty call has to run then."
"Don't call yourself that!" He rolled his eyes.
He needs to listen.
I grabbed the back of his head, pulling him back slowly as I slide down his fishnet top, making sure my fingers traced over all my lovemarks as I did. "Don't. Call yourself. A booty call."
"Yes Ma'am..." He whispered, the quiver in his throat sending tingles up my chest as I slid on and zipped his little short shorts. He turned, kissing me softly as he helped slip on my trashed jacket. "....When?"
"When I text you. And you are to stay away from other demons. And no eating anymore souls."
"What?!" I gripped his neck, a little drag of my thumb along that pretty throat turned his complaints into a gasping purr.
"You hold that hunger for me. Understood?"
"Yes, Ma'am."
"Yes, Love."
"..." The blush of purple was something I didn't expect to find so attractive, and the way his throat rumbled so softly as he gave this precious, pleading expressions.
"Yes... Love."
"...Good boy." I leaned down, satisfying those needy lips one last time before a flush of violet mist flew by me, just as the front door clicked open.
...
Sae-ah
I gripped my throat as my feet materialized into my hideout, only to have every mark on my body burn and wrench me across the dark hall, slamming me to a wall beside a vanity I had placed by the bathroom. My reflection soon warped to fit Gwi-ma's fiery glow.
Good. You have begun seducing one of the hunters. Jinu nearly succeeded, but he fell too far.
L... Lord Gwi-ma. I-
See? Lord. Gwi-ma. I gulped shakily, feeling the pain of his might. I had little use left for you, but if you can elminate the only threat left to my return.
...with pleasure, Lord Gwi-ma. On one condition.
Hmmm. Fine. I will entertain a request. He flashed a crueler version of my own demonic grin.
...I want Zoey made into a demon, just for me.
My. My. It seems you still are that devious little rat deep down, hm Pihae-ja?
... My lip twitched. Yes. Lord Gwi-ma.
Kill the hunter. However you like. Just make sure she won't be an issue for what is to come next. I have plans, and they would be much easier with the hunters weakened or eliminated. See to it.
Yes... Lord Gwi-ma
Do this, and she will be all yours. Forever.
A cruel smile plucked at my cheek and chest.
Yes. Lord Gwi-ma.