forum Where angels fall. (Open!)

Started February 27, 2023 by @Eli-the-transboi group

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"If it isn't I'll change it." she shrugs.

He smiles, “well. I’ll make you some dinner soon. If you’re hungry or need anything, let me know.” He hums. “I’ll leave you to it.” He walks away.

Chrisy grins.

"Well, I'm feeling a different sort of hunger. . ." she drawls, the last word a husky purr.

He pauses, turning. “Oh? What for?”

Chrisy's grin widens just slightly, revealing her pointed incisors.

"See, I'm a demon. We can eat human food, but the things that really sustain us are blood and souls. Since I doubt you can provide the latter, you'll have to provide the former."

He hums, “I can provide you blood if you’d like. I have some somewhere in here.” He smiles. “Just give me a moment and I’ll find it.”

"Ugh, you're simply impossible to tease with things like that, aren't you? I need to be more direct then. . ." she mutters quietly.

She sighs. "Very well."

He raises an eyebrow, then hums and walks away.

Chrisy strips off her dress once Kreo leaves, leaving her in just her underwear. She produces a cigar from seemingly nowhere and lights it with a spark of hellfire, flopping down on the bed, one leg hanging off the side, the other bent at the knee on top of the bed.

After a while, there was a knock at the door. “I have the blood for you.”

Chrisy opens the door with a bit of telekinesis.

"Come right on in." she says, taking a drag off her cigar.

Kreo steps in and gasps, averting his eyes. “Uh- um- h-here-“ he hands her a canister, then rushes out.

Chrisy laughs.

"What, never seen a woman before?" she calls after him.

She opens the canister and sniffs it distastefully. Animal. Probably deer. Oh well.

She downs the can, then tosses it to the side.

"Oi, Kreo!" she calls out.

He pauses, “Yes?” He calls from downstairs.

"Come back up here." she yells, the smile evident in her voice.

He sighs, rubbing her forehead. He walks back upstairs, pausing just by the door, avoiding looking at her. “Yes?”

"Look at me." she chuckles, sitting up. The bed creaks slightly as she does so.

He shakes his head. “I’m a respectful man.” He mutters.

"Respect is looking at someone when they're talking to you." she retorts playfully.

He huffs. “Well-“ he scoffs, rubbing his forehead.

"I'm right." she laughs.

He huffs. “Yes but still. What do you need?”

"I want to know something. You mentioned earlier that you didn't mean to leave a hole - I'm sure that means you're at least a god, if not a titan or some other being." she chuckles. "So? Am I right?"

He nods. “yes. I am a god of creation.” He hums, “I’ve made several beings.”

"Why not come right out and say that? I mean, I told you I'm a demon." she grins.