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 Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 12:14 pm
After the event of Red, and coming back with scars and such. Night was pleased to be back home. Not at the hospital but actually "home". He carried Simone gently on his back as they walked the small amount of ground area from the HH, to the Demon dorms. He shifted her only now and again, quite comfortable with the suggestion of her to ride on his back as they went to her dorm.
His beautiful ghoulfriend was such a little trooper. She had been separated from him during the event, only to be reunited at the HH where he had seen the damage to her. She had been walking on shards of glass, bloody bruised and enticingly naked, Thanks to the leather outfits they had attempted to wear.
Now she was pressed to his back, a borrowed t-shirt covered anything he didn't want others to see and she felt warm on his back. And if he focused...he could feel her breast on the groove of his back....
"Ah Simone...Are you alright back there?" He looked over his shoulder, at the head resting there. He needed to distract himself from his ghoulfriends naughty bits....that could come later when she was rested and comfortable.
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Posted: Sun Dec 04, 2011 1:11 am
Oh, it just felt so very right to be back home in Halloween. While, yes, it had been exciting to go on a field trip to the human world, things took a turn south that she didn't think anyone could have predicted. At least, not her. The demoness was no seer or prophetess. Nope. She was Lust. While something she greatly enjoyed being, she wasn't much one for foreseeing the future. She was fine with this though. The events of the future didn't regularly loom in her mind and she was perfectly content to let the future remain mysterious.
Never mind the future. Right now, she was just glad to have been able to find Night. Her wonderful kitten, her amazing boilfriend. Being separated in the room of mirrors and only find each other back in home after all that had happened had been trying for the demoness, and painful. The battles, what happened with Red, trudging through broken glass barefoot and having to hobble her way back through the portal, back to Halloween. Just curling up in her bed with her boilfriend was sounding so very nice at the moment. With her extra medical supplies for her feet tucked under her shirt, Simone had been quiet after having left the medical tents. Breathing a deep sigh, almost as if to rid her lungs of any air that may have lingered from the human world with more familiar air, and giving the ghost boil a bit of a gentle squeeze, she rubbed her chin against the fabric of the sweatshirt he wore, a borrowed garment like the shirt he had given her back in the tent to cover her up some.
Hearing his voice prompted her to open her eyes slowly and she offered him a small, tired smile. "Mm. As good as can be expected, kitten. I can't tell what I want more, curling up in bed with you after getting some undies and pjs on or somehow finding a way to have a nice warm bath." A snort of air might have been a ghost of a chuckle, or simply a snort at not being able to stand for a shower. She probably had a basin somewhere in her room. Perhaps she could arrange for some hot water to be brought up. Even just running a warm, damp cloth over her skin and aching body would do for now. Simone wanted to wash the dirt off of her skin and soothe the aches of the bruises that were here and there on her body. Malodore had cleansed her feet and they had been washed of the place she had been, but her corset dress ended up getting utterly destroyed, leaving her bare to the elements of the place.
"You're okay though, right, kitten?" Her hands clasped onto her own arms so as to not effectively choke the ghost. The thumb of hers closest to him reached up to stroke along the corner of his jaw. Her beat smile slightly turned up more at the corners. "You still gonna pick my undies out right?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 10:16 pm
Night shifted his hold on her gently as she rubbed his jaw, her touch well..ignited him of course, every thing she did made his whole body tighten and warm. Dammit, if she hadn't been on the mend from their little excursion outside of Amityville, he'd be wrestling her in one of their rooms and sneaking in little but very effective kisses.
What was wrong with him, he was acting like a cat in heat. Sighing, his tail came up to rub her leg, a sign of comfort and companionship more then perversion.
"I can't tell what I want more either, Curling in bed with you or...curling in bed with you." He'd leave the idea of a bath to her, seeing as he didn't really like water...ever. "But if you want a bath....I can see if someone will help me carry some hot water up?" he looked over his shoulder again at her and smiled, "It might help with all the aches and stuff."
Even the mention of aches had Night wincing in pain. Though he had been fortunate not to suffer serious injury, he had a few blows landed on him and mostly felt his head wound. It throbbed every now and again though the pain medication Mal had given him dampened it.
For sure tomorrow though, he would be feeling it.
At the mention of the Lust demon's panties, he flushed a bright red before clearing his throat. "I....suppose if I have to I will. I like the...black lacy ones anyways." Had he ever seen black lacey ones? Did she even see black lacey ones ever? Though he bet she would look really sexy in them.
Augh no, Night stop with your perverted thoughts. "Though...Though you'll have to wear a night gown right?" He attempted to turn the subject away.
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 6:31 pm
The demoness gave another little sigh at the brush of his tail against her leg. She snuggled closer, making sure not to overdo it so as to prevent squishing her medical supplies. Simone chuckled softly at the options posed of her. "Man, so many tough decisions. Whatever is a ghoul to do?" Tipping her head slightly to more fully meet his gaze when the ghost glanced over his shoulder, she offered him a smile. "A hot, damp washcloth might also do. And it would lower the risk of a big spill in my room. If that were to happen, I wouldn't be able to help out much at all and you'd be stuck cleaning up water, which I know you wouldn't like. But, I think us curling up together will be a fine place to start. Mmhm."
Lust nodded but paused at the wince her boilfriend gave which caused her brows to furrow. She was definitely aware that she wasn't alone in her twinges and aches. Shifting herself very slightly forward, she placed a kiss to the temple of his that was closest. "You aren't hurting, are you? You can take a break if you are. My room isn't going anywhere."
His vivid blush made her grin a bit more and his answer made her tail curl, pleased as she was with his answer. She was Lust. Of course she had black lacy panties! A few different types, styles, and degrees of laciness. Well, he would find that out soon enough, she supposed. What with permission being given for him to dig through her underwear drawer. "Then those shall be the ones I wear." She said, her voice lowered just for him.
She blinked. "Huh? Oh, yeah. I'll wear a nightie or something to cover myself. I probably have something on my bed as is. I could just toss that on after I make myself decent in regards to undergarments. Then the cuddling will commence."
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 6:43 pm
"Whatever is a boil to do!" He mimicked, "Ah, I suppose I can do that oo without freaking out about the water." She gave her a soft chuckle, though on the inside, he was cringing at the thought of touching it. He nodded in agreement to her idea, especially the fact that if she had a big spill in her room, he'd probably phase out of there. he defentiltly didn't want to leave his ghoul alone. He flushed again at the mention of curling up as his mind went south.
He did honestly want to curl up with her, make no mistake. He also wanted to kiss her luscious lips, touch her soft skin, perhaps even nibble on certain-NIGHT STOP THINKING SO DIRTY. He practically had to hold his breathe to stop the small meow about to escape.
A small rumbled started in his chest though as she laid a kiss on his temple that had him looking over his shoulder at her again. "Better be careful Simone, anymore kisses and I might decide to take a break and flip the hold on you. I think I can manage bridal style. I don't think I can managing it if I am ravishing your pretty little mouth." He joked.
He flushed again at the idea before his tail flicked.....and flicked again. As if he was excited now by the prospect of seeing her in lacy underwear. Black lacey underwear one might add.
"Oh yes...that would be good...Don't want anyone to get to excited over here." He blinked as he tried to turn the lustful thoughts away, a hard thing to do when your ghoulfriend was the embodiment of it. "Cuddling. We really need to get there faster..." Night all but growled it out as he shifted her...quickening his steps. "No breaks, to your room, quick as possible." Or he was going to explode.
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