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
UPDATE 12 November 2024: some spelling errors and small mistakes, fleshed out the flow.
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. She hoped her voice did not give off her inner energy.
"Yay! I'm glad I got something you like, Sagara-kun," the Copy demon grinned. "Would you like to share a drink at home?"
"I would not mind," Reiji smiled. There's nothing wrong with having old friends over. Nothing could possibly go wrong!
Reiji continued on her walk home beside Michelle. Even the river along Sunset Avenue was quiet, no boats or demonfolk in sight. Michelle lightiy jogged ahead of Reiji, making it to the stairs of her apartment. The green haired female had lived there for years, but she did not remember Michelle ever getting to know that.
"I did not expect you to know of my address," Reiji observed. 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; of course I know where you live by now!" she laughed lightly. Reiji's eyes softened at the other female's little remark. She took her friend's hand as they went upstairs.
"I was just surprised you know this place, I never see you around here."
"It was a long time ago, probably when we were still students of Pearlysca," Michelle said.
"Pearlysca? That was almost 10 years ago!"
"I just have good memory," Michelle teased.
Reiji brought out her house key on the way up. She unlocked the door, then let Michelle in first. The noble female went in, but took her black dress shoes off before walking on the carpet. She even knew my shoe policy!
"Wow, it's so tiny in here!" the Copy Demon exclaimed in awe.
Reiji was helpless as Michelle walked herself through a brief tour of the apartment, excluding the 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," she answered. She did not like just anyone touching everything.
"Oh, or, or..." Michelle thought aloud with a pointer finger up.
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," Reiji suggested. She is very comfortable...
'Proud.'
I'm happy she's comfortable with me.
'Very.'
"Sagara-kun, it's fine! I promise I'm not sick," Michelle assured her with pleading eyes. She had big, beautiful green eyes Reiji simply could not resist. She was also quite generous, after all. She took Michelle's bottle from the bag, twisted the cap off, then took a short sip 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 relaxed, maybe both. Michelle took the bottle afterwards, taking a longer swig. 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 tumbled down her back. "Could you unbutton my dress for me?" she asked. "I tend to feel quite hot after a drink."
S-stripping?! Oh no...
"Are you sure?" Reiji asked worriedly.
"I'm already 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, wafting unique scents of expensive soaps. Reiji knew nothing about perfumes or colognes outside of Loner Village.
Reiji blushed light, 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, leaving her in a 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 and corset as well. All that remained were long shorts and a sleeveless tank top.
"D-do you feel better?" Reiji asked quietly, eyeing the female's physique. Her skin looked so soft and kissed by the sun. Even her plain undergarments looked expensive. She shook her head, looking down in embarrassment.
"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 next to Reiji, pushing her dress aside.
"How was your mission? I heard it was quite interesting!"
"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, possibly preventing a truck from breaking down...
"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 around 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.
"Oh, Sagara-kun. You look guilty," Michelle smiled innocently. "It's okay, you don't have to hide your power. I admire that in all of my friends."
It's so cold. Please, just...
Please?
Reiji placed the bottle on the table, eyes downcast in defeat. "It is true," she whispered.
"I would have been incredible and thrilling to see it!" Michelle giggled. Reiji could barely understand hear her 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 into something warm, your skin is so cold!
"Oh, I know." She tugged the blanket over Reiji's shoulders. The blanket did nothing, of course, but she allowed it. Michelle always wanted to be a comforting presence, after all. "Are you okay? I'm sorry if I offended you..."
"I'm okay," Reiji murmured. Crap, she was practically watching herself again. Those red eyes mocked her from the shadows like always, waiting for an opportunity. If it was what the entity wanted,
"... 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 red eyed creature gave a nod.
"Are you okay, Sagara-kun?"
"My Michele," Reiji whispered. Maybe "it" wanted this all along. The sake. The undressing. Her scent. What could possibly go wrong by combining those factors with an unquenchable thirst for all three?
Need to... to feel warm.
Reiji had not noticed her leaning closer to Michelle. The green haired demon saw the senseless yearning in those glowing red eyes. Michelle's gaze never left her eyes. She didn't so mich as flinch in fear when they were suddenly not gold. The Copy Demon also did not move away. Her confusion slowly turned to realization, then a bit of mischief.
"If it's that Michele, then..."
Her body soon became engulfed in a dark purple light. Reiji had seen magic before. It was unlike the Beast Souls of Miratona or Ryouichi. Michelle could transform into almost anybody. She could probably copy any magic she wanted.
Reiji's body now sat next to that fair skinned blacksmith. Her figure was identical to the real blacksmith, down to the silver color of her thick lock and droopy grey-blue eyes. The Copy Demon maintained that same mischievous smile as the red eyed creature leaned closer.
"I know you have a crush on her, it's so cute," Michelle purred through the blacksmith's voice. Reij—the creature controlling it—closed her eyes as she rested her forehead against the Copy Demon's. Reiji could almost feel Michelle's slightly rougher skin when her fingers brushed against her knee.
Devour.
Reiji watched as "she" climbed on the couch, causing Michelle to lay back "Reiji" slipped her tongue into Michelle's mouth in a deep kiss. Michelle did not resist the female on top. Reiji could feel her tongue around Michelle's. It tasted like alcohol and mint; the texture felt unusual and a little unpleasant. Her mouth almost did not belong to her in this headspace.
The green haired demon's heart pounded in her ears. The reactions her body produced also felt so foreign yet familiar, from the goosebumps to the second heartbeat between her thighs.
It feels good, she whispered to herself. Reiji fondled Michelle's petite breasts, feeling Michele's nipples through her tank top. The Copy Demon softly moaned into the kiss. Reiji moved her leg so that Michelle could fully lay under her, then pushed that same knee against her crotch.
"Ah, this is what you wanted," Michelle breathed against her lips. Reiji found her voice was lost again. The red eyed creature kissed down her pale neck, lifting the tank top with both hands. Michelle helped her take it off.
All along, she wanted my body above her. This is fine. It's my body... mine.
Thin strands of dark green hair wrapped around Michelle's wrists as Reiji sucked her right nipple. Michelle continued to let small sounds of her pleasure escape in Michele's voice. Reiji discovered that Michele's nipples were a very light shade of brown, as opposed to her naturally darker areola. It was unfortunate that this was not the real blacksmith.
"Come on, give me more," she pleaded, biting her lower lip.
More.
Michelle gasped in surprise when Reiji's hair gently bound her wrists above her head. Reiji watched the creature in her body stand up. It began to strip. Reiji blushed shyly 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. Michele did not look at her body with empty lust. She saw all of Reiji, as expected of an old friend.
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 curling little tendrils that traveled down Michelle's arms.
The Copy Demon squirmed and whimpered as hair gradually snaked down her ticklish 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 before whispering, "Bed."
"W-wait, we can stop if you like," Michelle stammered. The Copy Demon blushed brightly as Reiji's coy smile. The green haired demon watched herself stand up, helping Michelle stand as well. The Copy Demon quietly followed the entity to her bedroom.
She—or it, Reiji couldn't tell anymore—sat on the bed, and Michelle's hands were behind her back now. Reiji hadn't noticed that change before. The light brown haired female was lowered to her knees on the floor.
"S-Sagara-kun?" she murmured. The red eyed creature had taken the underwear off, spreading her legs. Reiji felt her own body practically dripping with embarrassment at her lack of restraint.
"Mmm, m-more," the thing whispered with some force. Reiji struggled to feel her own voice through the entity. The wetness was still prominent and pulsing. The red eyed creature held that lustful gaze. Michelle obeyed, scooting closer on her knees. She began to lick the arousal fluids.
Is this pleasure or just cleaning me? Reiji thought, gently pushing Michelle's head. Her tongue licked faster, but it wasn't enough. Michelle's tongue suddenly grew longer, diving deeper inside. Reiji lied back on the bed. The little tendrils of hair slithered under Michelle's underwear, penetrating her with a tendril bigger than her tongue. Reiji did not understand how the entity did it, but somehow sge felt a short part of her hair transform into a smoother phallic form. Michelle moaned softly with every 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 smooth green 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 long tongue.
Reiji curled her toes, enjoying the tongue thrusting inside, and the clit teasing outside. Reiji did not know Michelle's experience, but she obviously knew what she was doing. It was harder to take back control than Reiji had hoped. The entity knew to thrust her hair tendrils deeper and faster, and pleasure her other sweet spots even more.
Michelle moaned with every slightly rougher thrust. With the sweet distraction, her tonguing slowed down. However, the entity grabbed her hair, grinding her hips against her long tongue.
"K-keep still, don't... d-don't... c-cramp," Reiji panted, struggling to control her own voice. Hopefully Michelle understood, as she did not keep thrusting her tongue, instead opting to curve it deeper inside. Reiji's moans increased. There was no need for insecurity. Michelle closed her eyes, allowing Reiji to thrust against her mouth. The noble female arched her back, raising her hips. Her hips shook slightly, responding to the tendril's thrusting in rhythm.
It might have been the entity in control still when Reiji thrusted the tendril harder, matching the now vigorous clitoral massage. She knew a nearing orgasm when she saw Michelle's shaking body down to her pulsing vaginal walls around the phallic appendage. Michelle's long tongue retracted so that she could catch her gasping, high pitched breaths with each wave of peaked pleasure. Reiji's tendrils eased into a pause away from her clit.
How could the entity have known how to get her off so easily? It was a loveky sight to behold. Reiji wanted more. More of Michelle's real voice. More desire in her big green eyes. More time in that space. More.
.
"P-please... n-no more..."
Reiji was fighting sleep within her own body that stubbornly refused to give in. The red eyed demon kept both Reiji and Michelle awake for nearly two hours into the evening, or however many hours had passed. It was still dark outside and the waning crimson moon was still rising high. The red eyed creature had continued to drive Michelle's body to high after high of pleasure.
She had made time to clean itself up, change into proper pajamas, and even give sips of ice cold water to the parched Michelle. Reiji still felt the 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, as far away as it also felt at time.
Michelle was still lightly restrained on the floor, trembling and very fatigued by the time the dark green tendrils slowed down the orgasmic cycle. Michelle's head rested on pillows with the rest of her body elevated by the tendrils binding her. Her outer vulva and inner thighs were soaked in her juices, and the carpet was a mildly dampened from the two or three times she squirted. 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 weakly and gasped over and over, shaking more as she came one last time. 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 shower energy to place Michelle on the bed beside her. The Copy Demon panted heavily, lying limply
"S-Sagara... kun...?" she whispered, forcing one eye open. Michelle rested on her side to look at Reiji better. Golden orbs gazed into her light green eyes. "Rei," Michelle smiled softly.
"It's me," Reiji whispered back. The hot and cold was completely gone now. Finally, the entity went away.
Ah, right. Michelle is moving back to False Line tomorrow. I also need to deep clean tomorrow, sigh...
"Erm, are you alright?" the green haired demon asked, stroking Michelle's cheek gently.
"Yes," Michelle chuckled softly. "I'm glad I saved you for last. It was such fun."
"I'm sorry if I went too far," Reiji murmured. It was not her fault, right? She did nothing but watch.
"All is forgiven," Michelle said through a wide yawn. Reiji draped her topmost blanket over the Copy Demon, as she already laid on half of it. Reiji simply pulled her legs up in a fetal position, bundling her hair into a makeshift pillow.
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 in a dream. Nobody was trapped in a cocoon, screaming and shouting incoherent 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 nothing.
"Hey," Michelle murmured. Reiji jolted.
"Uh, hey."
"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 alsocurled out in a fetal position, turning her back to Reiji. The green haired demon had to straightwn her position so that Michelle could gave more room to rest.
"Good night, Immi-chan."
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