The smart comment, born partially of jealousy, was not meant for his ears. In the large space, with its high ceilings and open concept, made her voice carry in a way she hadn’t anticipated. She thought the demon would let it slide, continue with his meal, and let her embarrassment wane. He did no such thing. Instead, he beat her to her chair and pulled it out enough to slip into the seat before her. There was no protesting as he took a hold of her waists, pulling her down into his lap and so that her hips were flush to his. It was as though there were nothing out of the ordinary as he pressed himself against her, going on about the whereabouts of the two succubi who kept her company the day before. Syn spoke so casually, as if he were talking about the weather while she was blushing insanely, staring down at her food in shock. Perhaps it was the absence of others that made him so bold, she thought.<br/><br/>Then again, they’d been alone together many times before. They’d watched movies in her room with the lights out, he peered over her shoulder while she zoned out playing silly phone games. He had tucked her in after she’d fallen asleep from hours of binge watching television shows, or mere minutes after promising to study. Syn had plenty of opportunities to be as forward as he was being now, stroking her stomach and holding her close. It wasn’t unwelcome change, but it was certainly unexpected—even despite Terra’s advice the evening before. The succubus told her to open her eyes, to pay attention to subtlety and what was right in front of her, but this was overt affection. It was nothing she had to analyze and nothing could be misinterpreted. She wondered what must have happened for the sudden change in demeanor around her, if it was something she had done or if it was a matter of timing.<br/><br/>“I’m looking forward to going back to the festival. I had so much fun last night,” she said, finally tucking into her food. For once breakfast was warm, not something that had to be slathered on bread while she was running out of the door. Her own fault, of course. Mina continued to chat with the demon, going on about how they danced and played carnival games the night before while he fed her portly little guardian. She looked over her shoulder as the young wolf wobbled over, tail wagging as his eyes begged for more table scraps. Unfortunately Mina had cleared her plate.<br/><br/>“House trained, for sure. I can’t make any promises about not begging at the table. I’ve been known to make puppy dog eyes and ask for table scraps myself, so I don’t know that I’ll be the best example.” She smirked. Her lips fell into a slightly awed expression, her mouth slight open as he pressed a soft kiss to the back of her neck. She actually shuddered in his arms.<br/><br/>“W-well, not really ‘doll’ myself up. But, I would like to shower and change.” She told him, slipping out of his grasp after a nervous giggle. The air around her without him wrapped around her was colder. “Just give me thirty minutes.”<br/><br/>She retraced her steps, back up the stairs and to Terra’s room to find clothes. It was difficult to dress modestly when her wardrobe consisted of booty shorts and crop tops mainly. Regardless, she was able to find something suitable to<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.imgur.com%2F4lUA4lG.jpg&amp;hash=395da3a1cf37d88305380a9b50be4569" href="https://i.imgur.com/4lUA4lG.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">wear</a>before heading off to the bathroom to shower and freshen up. When she emerged, she moved down the steps to the foyer where she would meet Syn.