Penelope didn't like this at all; she tried to remain coy and shy to Flynn.  She did not want to have to kiss the thing for real.  However, for the protection of her future lineage, she was willing to do whatever it took to please Master Screwtape.  She hoped the next few hours might pass quickly without coitus.  Perhaps the Flynn Demon was not as in love with Amora as he thought; but Penelope knew better.  It was that spark of love he saw in Flynn that he himself was counting on.<br/><br/>********************<br/><br/>Trust; while he already had it, he had to maintain it without looking suspicious.  Sure, his demon side said go in for the kill now.  But the "Flynn" side of him said you have to continue to build a rapport, romance her a bit, and then let it happen.<br/><br/>Screwtape .... er ... "Flynn" stood up, looked around, and saw some lovely little flowers which normally he would have trampled under foot like the weeds that they were; but realizing that the humans had some sort of affinity to them, he went over and picked a few.  Again, pretending to be slightly clumsy, he grabbed a handful of them.  He placed one stem of flowers behind his ear, the others he gave to Amora.  Then he looked at her longingly, hoping she would bite.