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Herryk wrapped his arms around Freya, hugging her tightly to his broad chest. He buried his face in her neck, gave a few sniffling noises, and then promptly looked down at TG.

Herryk winked at the imp before giving a few more snuffles.

"Herryk needs a kiss," he whispered piteously against Freya's ear.

TG was very happy where he was, and was ready to check out what Valkyries bought at Victorian Secrets when he heard Muscles behind him whining. Big baby. But the same tactic that worked for TG was even more effective on Freya and she hugged the boil - WITH HIM BETWEEN THEM! He felt the revolting chill race up and down his back at another boil touching him, and was about to stab his tail out when Freya was unkind enough to remove one boil, HIM, and set him down. Sure, he wasn't between that disgusting sandwich, but it would have been better if the undead minded his place and let him have his time first - for like, forever.

As it was, he only stuck out his tongue as the undead smiled over at him, visibly sick at the display, and straightened out his coat and frowned again when he saw the ink spot and was reminded of the jerk from before.

However...now there was a ghoul who, as far as he could see, didn't have a boilfriend. He decided to stick around Circe just in case.

Lattice was on the move. At least she had meant to be on the move. It wasn't that Circe had bored her or that she wasn't waiting for a response but she seemed to have remembered something she wanted to do right then though as she walked past the very kissyfaced forms of Freya and Herryk she slipped on something.

..Hopefully it wasn't someone's spit.

As she slipped the Engraver found herself behind Freya and a slender hand not only slapped accidentally against Freya's buttock but the hand also got a good grasp of it.

...At least there were no needles piercing Freya's skin due to mishap.

With her fall came a loss of memory of whatever it was that Lattice wanted to do.

All the noise in the world muted and silenced when Herryk deepened his kiss. He had magical powers, she was sure of it - and he managed to form this bubble of happiness around her, capturing her in its pleasant embrace and leaving her breathless.

So it was with a startling realization, one that made her force the kiss unintentionally deep as her eyes widened in shock, that she felt someone grab her a**.

What.

Her face bloomed in color, and she broke away, craning her neck to pull away and look behind her shoulder. Was that Lattice on her rear?

This was almost funnier than tits.

Out of the corner of his eye Kashi spotted something very orange and very familiar. A large weretiger whom he had once had a chocked had a 'mysterious' run in once before. On a train, he liked to pretend he never wrode. His hears perked as the male before him spoke directly at him and turned his gaze fully onto his current target.

The strange intimidating air didn't seem to effect Kashiyoru, what so ever. Kashi opened his mouth to reply, cockily, but was interrupted. He turned his attention quickly to the girl who had attempted to draw his preys gaze. Kashi wasn't about to loose his play thing before he had his way with him.

"You should go back to work, little girl." Kashi's tails cracked like whips against the tile floor as he stepped forward and shifted back into his humanoid form. He lifted her chin with one hand gently poking a sharpened finger nail against her throat and grinned

"Interrupt my play time again, and it wont end prettily for you." He loomed over her, grin widening. As suddenly as he rushed forward, he turned his back on her and turned a lust filled smirk onto the ao-andon. As he stepped back towards his new toy, one of his many tails quickly snapped out and wrapped around the girls wrist and pulled her along behind him.

"Now, where were we lovely?" Kashi practically purred at the demon, completely unaware of his tails.



(( ^And Kashiyoru died happily from inappropriate touchings.
('cept he can't cause he's a ghost.) ))