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(Duncan's POV)
Tonight's that epic party my boy Geoff and I have been planning forever to throw, I, for one, am too excited. I took out my favorite cigar, lighting it up in the excitement. Time with my people, the demon ladies (who aren't family, DUH.), the drinks; it's gonna (and WILL BE) perfect. And who knows what might happen. "Hey Duncan, my best Friend Forever Yeah! Got the best shadowy tux for ya! My girl's friend Jen sewed it up with that "friendship stuff". Here, take it!" Geoff intrudes on me with that embarrassing nickname again and flings the tux into me. "Dude, it's the Devil, remember? Makes me sound more sexy and badass." I sighed in faint frustration; looking out the window to my doom-room and seeing the Heavenly Crap-dom in the distance. "You miss that bright city life, bra? Wonder what the Princess looks like; might be the chick for you and a bestie for Bridge!"
As if! Sometimes, Geoff gets these stupid ideas in his chill head, but it doesn't bother me much. I drop my cigar, crush it with my foot and throw it away. I have Elianna polishing my dark blood-red horns right now as i put on my black and red spiky dog collar-choker. "You're looking smokin', Dev! Can't wait for the big party! Let me know if I can help with anything. Love you!" She compliments and gives me a peck on the cheek. "I'll let you know sunshine. But just enjoy it for now and thanks or whatever with the horn job. You always do it just how I like it." I grin. She blushes and walks out; that little ex of mine…
"Duncan, don't you have a thing for Eli? She does for you. Crap why did I say that?!" Geoff comes back in; taking a seat on my reaper skin chair. "No no no! Eli might be hot as hell and all but she's just another ex to me." I honestly tell him. If you don't think a reaper skin chair is cool enough, you should see my killer throne! Before I can say anything else to my bro, I hear a loud, sharp knock at the entry door. "Great. Probably one of those stupid saints trying to get me back… But I'll get it anyway." I groan. I flap my average-sized Devil wings over there, and open the door to see this fly little chick about a year younger than me holding a white hand carry and wearing a sleeveless white dress that gives me great look at her cleavage and rack. Man, she got a nice rack! She's got a classy little tiara on her head, snow white angel wings that drape down to her ankles, shoulder-length brown hair, a mocha skin tone, bright red lips and heck! She looked like a friggin princess! Princess, I like that. Everything about her turned me on.
"Ummm… Hello? You aren't the Devil or the runaway angel by chance are you?" she looks up at me shyly with these gorgeous onyx black eyes that just glimmered in the lava-light. I mean, DAMN! "That's me, Princess. Now let me make your dreams come true and give you the time of your life.." I wrap my arm around her waist and give her one of my classic flirty smirks I used to use on Elianna when we were still a thing here. "Ewww! Absolutely not! Knowing you, you're probably going to go perv-y on me like the very few immature male species back home." She shrieks and turns away from me with her arms crossed. Oh no, she's not going ANYWHERE as far as I'm concerned. "You're not leaving anytime soon, Babydoll. The drawbridge is gonna close in a matter of seconds and Besides, I have magic on my side…" I smirk again; cackling in my head. (But not the extremely creepy kind though) She suddenly starts to shiver in fright. (even though it's like a hundred degrees over here!) "W-What do you m-mean magic? I'm not scared! I can fight you!" Princess backs away onto the drawbridge cautiously. She has this way of being cute when she's trying to be tough. While Princess is distracted, I poof up behind her, wrap my arms around her warm, slim waist. Then I bring her back inside and explain myself: "well, I have the power to control wings, make 'em stop make 'em go. Lure all beings or whatever to my will, use as many of the seven deadly sins on 'em as I want and as strong I want. The list goes on, Princess…"
I bring her into the party room as all my people (and a few of the Demon ladies) decorate with the skulls, fake vampire bats, and the usual junk we use for this type of thing. "I don't want to be here anymore! Let me go home!" Princess tries to yell before I successfully cover her mouth with one of my hands. Unfortunately, Elianna notices Princess I monitoring the work and come up to us. Crap this is sooo not what I had in mind… "Hi Devi-Bear… Wait a minute. You brought the Angel Princess into OUR PALACE!!! What the hell is WRONG WITH YOU!" My ex-girlfriend whisper-screeches at me with the death glare from her shiny Garnet-red eyes that come alive when she's pissed over something. "Who the hell said this was OUR palace! As far as I'm concerned, this is MY PLACE. GOT THAT! I have full right to KICK YOUR ASS outta here whenever I WANT so REMEMBER that!" I growl at Elianna with wrath. I have a feeling that Princess is flipping terrified and I don't know why… I turn Princess around to face me, stare into her eyes and ask her in my normal voice, "Wait, you're the real princess?" She looks down and her cheeks color-change from the mocha matching to her skin tone to a tinted bright red. It was a cute sight… "I couldn't help but wonder…" "How I survived Princess? I live in luxury; you could live it with me if you wanted…" I waggle my eyebrows; then step back awkwardly. "I'm sorry, but I couldn't just…intrude on your everyday lifestyle and leave my world behind. I'm going to be Queen next year I have to be ready when I do." Princess gazes sincerely into my dark teal-red eyes.
"Pleeeeeease Princess, You could stay here for a few days and come to this party me and my bro have planned in this very room." I plead; entangling the fingers on my left hand into the ones on her right. She looks away and softly whispers in my right ear with the piercing on it: "If that's okay… I don't wanna be rude. That's just not the way I was-" I interrupt by turning her face to face mine, leaning in, wrapping my arms around her and kissing her soft, smooth bright red lips. Princess was feisty at first; struggling to be freed from my arms. I like feisty... Next thing I know, she's kissing me back; closing her eyes, wrapping her hands around my neck and the spikes on the back-ish of it and pulling me closer to her alluring face. Then, she opens her mouth and lets out a soft moan unlike any other. I could hear it for the rest of my friggin life if I wanted to! (Which I do.) Perfect time to step it up! Should I? No. I release my grip on her and take a step back at what just happened. When I look around, everyone decorating the room for the party was staring at us; absolutely stunned. Elianna backs away from us with tears flowing down her face "W-why? W-what th-the hell is wr-wrong with y-you? One moment: you love me with all your stupid heart and the next you're holding the Princess of Angels and Saints and-and giving her one of th-the most passionate k-kisses I've seen y-you give anyone who lives here…" I hear Elianna distantly before she floats quickly out of the room sobbing her heart out.
Princess calls out after her, "Hey! Wait! I don't know what I did but I-" I decide to put a finger on her lips; her soft, soft lips. Damn Elianna! "Don't worry about her, She'll get over it in the next week or so. We aren't a thing anymore anyways, so it's fine..." I reply calmly; toying with her shoulder-length milk chocolate colored hair. "It's not right to just leave someone like that! All sorrowful and alone.." She whimpers.