HEY! It's me! Krory has been requested by an individual so I have made a Krory 12MIH! Enjoy and I do not own DGM or any of it's characters, however I own John, and he is an option for the 12MIH! ALRIGHT! Enjoy!

I sighed wondering who possibly was next. John had invited quite a few more people over. For this. Why they were all guys and he didn't have any more girls? Don't ask me why. He just did… I better still be virgin after this! I thought with a growl. I walked towards the box, many eager men awaited either on the couch, floor, or leaning against the wall. I grumbled with a sigh and closed my eyes, sticking my hand inside the box.

Anticipation nagged at my insides as my fingers searched the items. I felt something kind of slick… Smooth and glass like… It was warm, and it seemed a bit like a miniature vase, curious, I picked up the object.

As I lifted it from the box, I opened my eyes, some sort of a deep, dark red, sloshed inside the a crystal like jar. It seemed like blood…

"Who's item is this?" I asked curiously, holding up the crystallized jar. I examined it curiously wondering who'd have a bottle of blood in the box. All of the boys looked at each other in confusion, all except for one, he was a tall lean man with very sharp facial features, pointed ears and sharp fangs. He had short black hair with a long white streak which fell in front of his face. He wore a uniform that was modified into a cloak.

He looked up timidly, raising a pale hand. "i-it's mine…" He whispered, his cheeks lighting up with a flush. Aw! He's cute! I thought with a purr.

John directed his attention to the timid mad, "ah yes, this is Arystar Krory the 3rd." He introduced. "He's an exorcist of the Black Order." He added.

"Ah, that explains the uniform," I commented gesturing to his uniform, he blushed madly and lowered his gaze to his fiddling hands."Well, It's nice to meet you! My name is (name)" I introduced, holding out a hand to Krory.

"H-hello," he said softly looking up at me, gingerly, he reached out a hand and shook mine. I smiled and pulled him to his feet.

"Well it's your turn." I chirped, then guided him towards the closet. He trailed behind me bashfully. He's awfully timid… But he's got a cute personality I thought to myself as I tugged him into the closet.

"Have fun in there you two," John smirked before closing the door to the closet. I looked at the timid man, his small eyes gazing back at me nervously through the dark.

"H-how a-are you doing?" He asked softly.

"I'm doing well, and you?" I replied, giving him a smile.

"I-I'm f-fine…" He muttered, his hands fidgeting nervously. I crept closer, to him until I was right next to the timid boy.

"Are you scared of lil ole me?" I said, batting my eyelashes, I bit my tongue gently, making sure I didn't hurt myself. Krory's cheeks seemed to flush a deep pink.

"Uh…" Was all he could say, his eyes looking everywhere but at me.

"Oh, you are… Aren't you…" I purred, a wide smirk pulled across my lips.

"N-no... I just..." He stammered.

"Just what…?" I purred with a tilted head, my lips were next to his cheek, so my breath would cause a shiver. Ah it's always fun making guys uncomfortable… I thought.

"N-nothing." Krory replied. "It's... it's not important."

"You sure?" I said, making myself look as if I was pouting. He nodded timidly. "Alright…" I breathed, then pressing my lips against his own pale ones. To my surprise his arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me closer. He was surprisingly a good kisser for someone as timid as he was, he must have had a lot of experience. I repositioned myself so that my hands were against his chest, and I was sitting on his warm comfortable lap. I blushed madly when the exorcist gently nipped my bottom lip. I didn't know what he was doing, but I soon found out, something sort of thick, warm and wet shoved past my lips and entered my mouth, the flavor of, a… Well I can't exactly describe it, but it was bitter, dropped onto my tongue. I soon realized this was his tongue, it intertwined with my own toying with the inside of my mouth. The man's tongue was strong, and it was hurting mine. But… It was totally worth the pain! I felt myself uses my strength to push him to the floor. He ran his fingers through my (hair length) (hair color) hair, his other hand on my back slowly moving lower, and lower. I kept my hands pressed on his chest, determined to be on the top. The door opened suddenly, flooding the closer with light.

"I never thought I'd see the day where Miss (Name) used her tongue like that," the voice of John leered. I immediately separated from Krory.

"Sh-shut up!" I cried, folding my arms over my chest indignant that he had the nerve to comment like that.

"C'mon already, the boys are eager for you to pick another," John said with a smirk.

"Alright, alright…" I groaned, stepping from the closet and into the bright light, ready to choose my next victim.