Juniper stood in complete annoyance on her own room, eyes closed as she held the bridge of her nose. Her thighs began to tremble and she moved to a seat before she was to collapse. Maybe it was a good thing he interrupted, she see wanted more and a whole night might not have satisfied her need to feel him. Collapsing back into her bed she could feel the sticky mess falling down her leg and a blush consumed her face. Maybe a bath and then sleep. She pressed herself from the comfort of her bed while she wandered to the connected bath. Turning on the water to draw herself a bath.  She sighed thinking about the demon's hands on her, the way he filled her up. Her blush deepened as she realized how not finished she was, but it had to wait. Or did it? She groaned as her need was clouding any judgement that was appropriate. She left the water to run as she exited her room to enter Zuureth's and there she found both demons. Her brow cocked at him for but a moment before the angel walked past him, snatched zuurth's wrist and pulled him right back out. She didn't pause to make any sort of sound at Orias as she slipped past him. She'd deal with that some other time.<br/><br/>Now with Zuureth being towed behind her to her room, she felt that blush deepen. She slipped into her bathroom and closed the door behind them after releasing him. He was still stark naked and unlike before there was more than just moonlight here. She stared at him and felt a smile curl on her lips. "I wasn't done." She muttered softly as she stated at him, carefully calculating what would transpire now. She bit her bottom lip and nodded to the large tub that was still filling with water. "Help me clean up?" Her words were a whisper as she slowly shimmer down her shorts and undo the buttons on her shirt. She was in plain view this time, no shadows to cast darkness where he wanted light. She let the clothes drop and her blonde hair spilt messily over her shoulders. "Orias already knows so. Oh well." She let out a soft chuckle and pushed herself away from the door, reaching out she let her fingers play over his tattooed body, glancing over the names with a small smile.<br/><br/>"When it comes down to it, it really is odd these are the names he chose." She ran her fingers over the marks. No raises on his skin it was like they had melded with his DNA. She ran her finger over her own name and looked up at the demon. "I know who this is, but I want to know how he knew I was fallen. Or why the demon's you hunt, well they are old war generals. Men of power and have earned their retirement. Yet the Devil himself has called upon them. They refuse his call and so he send you. Most of these are male, some are daughters who are bound to lilth. And then there is me. Odd, don't you think." Juniper didn't wait for an answer as her lips pressed to his and her finger tangled in any hair she could grab. She wasn't ready for the night to be over. She wasn't even remotely sated. She needed more of him, more than she could even fathom. She was an angel, lust hadn't been programed into her and yet here she was engulfing in her now favorite sin, hoping for more.