Thread:WendigoLamet/@comment-34928186-20180902004619/@comment-34928186-20180904213528

"Listen-" she had a hispanic accent from the Mexican area despite being a blonde and blue eyed woman with pale skin who looked like she was from up North in Sweden, "I don't get paid- I get more demons like you to do things for me like my dirty work. I don't even think you have wings...Satan wants something from a low classed demon and I ain't touching something like him. I want you to go find him, make him gain your trust however you succubi or whatever you are do that and make him give you over what I'm looking for. I'm looking for the Fire of Wrath that burns within him. He ain't some Prince of Hell so for me it should be a piece of cake but I wanna have some fun." she looked over at Dhalia, "Males are easily swayed into anything especially when encountering a girl of your...how do I say it? Credability or no no what sounds better is Faction. Every demon in Hell has a job and you know yours."

Holding him down she apologized for what she did seeing the smaller wounds healing but kept a hold on his wrists hovering above him, "Aye....Keep it down. We don't know who's around here alright? I knew you wouldn't take the pill willingly so I had to do that. You're good at sniffing medication out." she muttered knowing what happened the last time he smelled it in a bagel...

Caspian saw her wings getting brighter knowing what to do leaning in and kissing up her neck leaving occasional licks at her jawline. "I mean it." pulling up again he went back down to kiss her nose and snickered while at that. The man looked back at his folded wings sighing, "Damn you've got better wings than me."