To get an idea of Reiji's apartment, look up Lucy Heartfilia's home. Nearly identical apartment, but with a modern basic stove and heater. Demons have electricity, crazy concept. Hopefully that helps! Oh, and Reiji done left her armor at the cafe. Silly gal...

- ML

Chapter 7.5: Lips on Teeth

"I heard it's your favorite," Michelle smiled at Reiji. The green haired demon felt her whole body run cold. She remembered sharing the same drink with Otto, the surreal night of them together, then his sudden disappearance...

Yeah, a disappearance. Nothing to do with her at all.

Reiji adjusted her glasses habitually, clearing her throat. It was only a dream, nothing more.

"Yes, it is my favorite, Michelle," she replied.

"Yay! I'm glad I got you something you like, Sagara-kun," the Copy demon grinned. "Would you prefer to share a drink at home?"

"I would not mind," Reiji smiled. There's nothing wrong with having old friends over. Perhaps this time would be different.

Reiji proceeded onward beside Michelle down Sunset Avanue. Even the river they walked by was quiet, no boats or demonfolk in sight. Michelle jogged ahead of her, making it to the stairs of her apartment. Reiji had lived her for years, but she did not remember Michelle ever coming to this street. Once Reiji met her at the stairs, the light brown haired demon held out her hand.

"Come on, we've known each other almost 15 years; I know where you live by now!" she laughed lightly. Reiji's eyes softened at the other female's little remark. She took her old friend's hand as they went upstairs.

"I'm surprised you know this place, I hardly saw you around here."

"It was a long time ago, probably when we became students of Pearlysca," Michelle said.

"Pearlysca? That was almost 10 years ago!"

"It's not my fault you spaced out all the time," Michelle teased.

Reiji brought out her house key on the way up. She unlocked the door, then let Michelle in first. The female went in, but took her black dress shoes off before walking on the carpet. Oh, thank the gods.

"Wow, it's so tiny in here!" the Copy Demon said in awe.

Reiji was helpless as Michelle walked herself through a brief tour of the apartment, excluding Reiji's bedroom. Michelle felt the checkered blanket draped over the couch. "Oh, this is so soft," she chirped. The female went to the kitchen.

"Where do you keep drinking glasses?" she asked. Reiji hurriedly took her shoes off, placing them in the shoe shelf on top of her sandals, then hurried to the kitchen.

"I got it," the dark skinned demon said. She did not like just anyone touching everything.

"Oh, or, or..."

Reiji paused. Michelle gracefully sat at Reiji's single dining chair, resting her hands in her lap.

"Let's just drink from the bottle, like commoners!" she declared. "I never get to let loose around my family."

"I, I'll just get one glass for myself, alright?" Reiji suggested. She is so comfortable.

'Proud.'

I'm happy she's comfortable with me.

"Sagara-kun, it's fine! I promise I'm not sick," Michelle assured her with pleasing eyes. She had big, green doe eyes Reiji simply could not resist. She was too generous, after all. She took Michelle's bottle from the bag, twisted the cap off, then took a short swig of the sake. Michelle grinned, almost doing a small dance in her seat. "Oh, this is exciting!"

The coldness that settled under Reiji's skin seemed to warm up to the sake. Or her nerves relaxing, maybe both. Michelle took the bottle afterwards, taking a longer swig. She However, she recoiled and gagged at the flavor. Reiji couldn't help but laugh at her friend's distasteful reaction.

"Blegh! It's so flowery and gross!" she croaked.

"Careful, Michelle, it is still alcohol," Reiji snickered.

"I'm quite fine!" Michelle huffed. She untied her bonnet and placed it on the little table. Two light brown braids draped down her back. "Could you unbutton my dress for me?" she asked.

Oh no...

"Are you sure?" Reiji asked worriedly.

"I'm hot," Michelle whined. The green haired demon sighed, going over to help the poor female. As she unbuttoned, Reiji noticed the warmth radiating off her skin. It was warm and smelled of expensive soaps. Then again, Reiji knew nothing about perfumes or colognes, just the simple items she applied daily.

Reiji blushed, hurriedly finishing with the buttons.

No, that is weird! she scolded herself.

Michelle did the rest of the work in pulling the outer layer down. Standing in her petticoat and corset, she placed the dress on the couch. Reiji quietly sat down to sip her sake as the noble female stripped the petticoat down to plain undershorts and a sleeveless crop top.

"D-do you feel better?" Reiji asked quietly, eyeing the female's physique. She shook her head, looking down.

"Much better!" Michelle smiled. "Haha, your face is red!"

Reiji covered her face, blushing profusely. Michelle giggled at the green haired female. She sat on the couch.

"Oh, I almost forgot! How was your mission?"

"We," Reiji trailed off, thinking back to the dreamlike state she spent time in. That striped, black haired creature in her place, cutting down every feral creature in its path...

"It was a simple mission, all I did was observe, like always," Reiji replied. She kept her eyes on the bottle in her hands.

"Oh, really? Well, a little birdie told me a different story," Michelle smirked. The other female shot up in shock.

"N-no, nothing else happened!"

"Ryouichi-san said you fought like 20 Ferals, and won!"

Ryo? I knew it!

"It isn't true," Reiji denied further. Everything suddenly felt cold again. The female hugged herself, gripping the sake bottle.

"You killed an entire pack, you can't deny it. You look guilty," Michelle smiled innocently. "It's okay, you don't have to hide your true power."

It's so cold. Please, just...

Please?

Reiji sat down next to Michelle, setting the bottle on the table. She slouched, hanging her head in defeat. "It is true," she whispered.

"Oh, darn, I thought I'd get to see it," Michelle mumbled. Reiji could barely understand hear Michelle in that moment. Her body was so cold, it hurt. If it were any similar to the other night, her body might be changing. The dark skinned female took deep breaths. She felt a hand on her back.

"Hey, Sagara-kun, it's okay," the noble female reassured her. "You should probably change, your skin is really cold.

"Oh, I know." She tugged the blanket over Reiji's shoulders. The blanket did nothing, of course, but she allowed it. "Are you okay? I'm sorry if I offended you..."

"I'm freezing," Reiji murmured. Crap, she was practically watching herself again. Those red eyes mocked her like always.

"Copy... Michele."

"What?" Michelle looked at Reiji puzzled. The female met her gaze. Crimson red eyes bore into Michelle's green orbs. "My. Michele."

It, it talks. Reiji thought. There was very little tethering her to that body. Was that her voice, or..?

"Y-your Michele? The blacksmith female?" The red eyed creature gave a nod. Michelle had a mischievous smile on her face as her body began to transform in a dark purple light. Reiji had seen magic before, but this was unlike the Beast Souls of Miratona or Ryouichi.

Reiji's body now sat next to that fair skinned female. Her figure was identical to the real blacksmith, down to the silver hair color and droopy grey-blue eyes. She Copy Demon maintained that smile as the red eyed creature leaned closer.

"Oh, you have a crush on me, how cute," Michelle purred through the blacksmith's voice.

Devour.

Reiji watched as her hands grabbed Michelle's, pinning her down on the couch. "Reiji" slipped her tongue into Michelle's mouth in a wet kiss. Michelle did not resist the female on top. Reiji could feel her tongue swirl around the noble females. It tasted like alcohol and mint; the texture felt unusual and a little gross.

The green haired demon's heart pounded in her ears as the pulse between her legs moistened her underwear.

It feels so good, she whispered to herself. Reiji fondled Michelle's breasts, feeling her nipples over her crop top. The Copy Demon moaned into the kiss, grinding her hips against her leg. Reiji pushed her leg against Michelle's crotch.

"Ah, this is what you wanted," Michelle breathed. Reiji found her voice was lost again. The red eyed creature kissed down her pale neck, lifting the crop top. Michelle helped her take it off. Vines of dark green hair wrapped around her wrists as Reiji sucked her right nipple. Reiji discovered they were a very light shade of brown, as opposed to her naturally darker areola. The fair skinned female bit her lower lip.

"Come on, give me more," she pleaded.

More.

Michelle yelped in surprise as she was lifted off the couch, wrists still bound. Reiji watched the thing in her body stand up. It began to strip. The red eyed demon blushed as the dark blue bishop shirt was unbuttoned and removed. Michelle stared at her chest, eyes wide.

"Oh, they really are big," she whispered. Reiji felt subconscious under those eyes. Michele looked so beautiful with Michelle's braids.

No, that's not my Michele.

The red eyed creature loosened the laces and buttons on the banded pants. She lifted the tank top over her head, baring herself before the restrained Michelle. Reiji's hair began to grow other tendrils down Michelle's arms.

The Copy Demon squirmed and whimpered as hair gradually snaked down her body. Michelle gasped in surprise as a tendril rubbed her clitoris over her underwear. Reiji liked the sound of the blacksmith at her mercy. This other demon knew exactly what she was doing.

"D-do it faster, make me—" Michelle's voice fell to a squeak as tendrils wrapped around her neck. Reiji's blood went hot suddenly. The grip wasn't deadly, but the noble female transformed back. Her fuller breasts became bound in the hair tendrils, which teased her now light pink nipples. The red eyed demon kissed the Copy Demon deeply. She—or it, Reiji couldn't tell anymore—sat on the bed, and Michelle's hands were behind her back now. The light brown haired female was lowered to her knees on the floor.

"S-Sagara-kun?" she blushed. The red eyed creature had taken the underwear off, spreading her legs.

"Mmm, mmore," the thing whispered with some force. Reiji struggled to feel her own voice. The wetness was still prominent and pulsing. The red eyed creature held that lustful face. Michelle obeyed, licking the arousal fluids.

Is this pleasure or cleaning? Reiji thought, pushing Michelle's head in. Her tongue licked hungrily, but it wasn't enough. Michelle's tongue grew longer, diving deeper inside. Reiji laid on the bed. The hair tendrils slithered under Michelle's underwear, penetrating her with a tendril bigger than tongue. Michelle moaned with every rough thrust into her g-spot.

"My, my first w-woman, s-so good," Michelle sputtered. Both her breasts, clit and her g-spot were pleasured by wet tendrils. Reiji felt pleased just watching the noble female in such a vulnerable state. She pushed Michelle's face between her legs for more of her tongue.

.

"P-please... n-no more..."

Reiji was fighting sleep within her own body. The red eyed demon kept both Reiji and Michelle awake for nearly two hours, however many hours had passed. It was still dark outside and the waning crimson moon was still rising, just a few hours from its peak. The red eyed creature had cleaned itself up and changed into proper pajamas. Reiji felt hot and cold flashes in between. She did not understand why. The moments of normal warmth were the only thing reminding her that this was still her body.

Michelle was still restrained on the floor, trembling and very fatigued. The tendrils pushed orgasms over and over, but only now did they slow down the sensations. Michelle's head rested on the bed, her hips propped up by the tendrils binding her. Her inner thighs were soaked in her juices and the carpet was a little damp from her squirting multiple times. The noble female obviously could not sleep in this position. Reiji was powerless to stop the red eyed demon.

As the crimson moon reached near its peak (remember they met up after only 1700 hours), the tendrils left Michelle's body at last. . Michelle moaned and gasped, shaking more as she came. Reiji laid on the bed, the exhaustion weighing her down like stones.

I'm grounded again, I think...

She used the last of her hair magic to pull Michelle onto the bed. The Copy Demon panted heavily.

"S-Sagara... kun...?" she whispered. Michelle rested on her cheek to look at Reiji better. Golden orbs gazed into her light green eyes. "Rei," Michelle smiled softly.

"It's me, Michelle," Reiji whispered back. The hot and cold was gone now.

Oh, right. Michelle is moving back to False Line tomorrow.

"Erm, are you alright?" the green haired demon asked.

"More than that," Michelle chuckled softly. "I'm glad I saved you for last. This was such fun."

"I'm sorry if I went too far," Reiji murmured. She did nothing but watch, but a little lie would not hurt.

"All is forgiven," Michelle yawned widely. Reiji tucked her blanket over the Copy Demon, as she already laid on half of it. Reiji simply pulled her legs up to her chest, resting her chin on her bosom.

I'm tired, but my mind is still wired, Reiji thought. Michelle did not respond to the green haired demon's gesture with the blanket. The light brown haired female looked like she had already fallen asleep or was resting her eyes.

This time, Reiji did not fly out to snatch someone off the ground. Nobody was trapped in a cocoon, screaming and crying obscenities. No smell of fear. No blood. Reiji sniffled, then sneezed. When she looked through the window, two red dots in place of her eyes showed for a moment, then her normal reflection.

Who is talking about me? she frowned to herself.

"Hey," Michelle murmured. Reiji jolted. "Uh, hey, Michelle."

"Is it okay if I see those red eyes again?"

"I don't know, it might be a while."

"That's fine," Michelle yawned again. The Copy Demon curled out in a fetal position, turning her back to Reiji. Reiji laid behind her, using one of the thin sheets as a blanket.

"Good night, Michelle."

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