<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=145616.msg6627412#msg6627412">Quote from: Chaznia on 21-07-2012, 11:10:17</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">John woke up with a pain in the neck - literally. For a few moments, he couldn't remember how he ended up in his uncomfortable position on the floor. He cracked his neck to either side while he considered his strange predicament. While it didn't seem to be the most pragmatic decision in hindsight - particularly because there were perfectly good, unoccupied rooms down the hall - he had offered his bed to the mysterious visitor that arrived last night.<br/><br/>Turning his head to the side, he tried to peek from his vantage point on the floor to see if she was still in bed. When his perspective didn't offer any help there, he shifted and turned towards the bed directly and came face to face with the demoness in question. For some strange reason, she had decided to give up the plush single-size bed he'd offered her and was now laying on her side with her head on a separate pillow on the floor. He started at being so close to her without warning, and even reacted instinctively by moving several inches away. But the look on her face was so serene that he found himself leaning back over, drawn to her presence in an all-consuming sort of way. <br/><br/>The succubus somehow found a way to look innocent as she slept; John blinked vacantly at the irony in that. He reached out a hand to lightly brush her lips with a fingertip and selfishly wondered what it would be like to kiss them for the moment his eyes lingered there. Still skeptical, though, he brought back his hand and watched as she slept for a few more minutes. He looked over her body in more of a curious manner than an out and out sexual inspection, though he never moved from his spot as he did so. He speculated over how she could possibly be comfortable sleeping with those wings - particularly on such a hard surface.<br/><br/>Soon, he heard signs of movement downstairs and knew it would be time to get up and start the day - and also that this strange gift of intimacy with the girl would soon be leaving him as well. Taking advantage of the last few minutes before he'd have to get back to the daily grind, he reached out and stroked the girl's wings once again - amazed at how natural they felt, all over again. <em>"I wonder ... how any of this is possible?"</em> He thought to himself. The reality of the situation was still far too fantastical for him to believe in his half-dreamlike waking state. <em>"Maybe I dreamed all those details from before. This can't be real... Do you think the horns will come off?"</em> With that... he slowly reached up a hand and grasped one of the girl's horns. A determined look came over his face while he gave them quite a tug. All of the reason within him screamed that they had to come off... it just couldn't be any other way... could it?<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Orane lay there in what appeared to be a peaceful sound sleep. However, when she did awaken she'd have a fair few knots and kinks in her body, which would hurt like crazy. It was her own fault really. She had chosen to sleep with her new master, since she assumed that was one thing he never did. Well, he did wish to do with a woman what he never had right? And she assumed he had not slept with a women before. In the harmless sense anyway.<br/>She remained sleeping as he examined all her features. She stirred and blushed a little in her sleep as he felt her wings softly. But the peace was suddenly interrupted, as she was jerked awake by John as he yanked on one of her horns.<br/><br/>"HEEEEEEY!" She yelled in anger, at the rude awakening. "Don't you know it's rude to pull on a girl's horns?" She snapped as she smacked his hand off her horn. "How would you like it if I pulled that hard on something of yours?!" She growled, before she folded her arms and began sulking.<br/><br/>She wasn't normally one to snap, but the rest wasn't good and she had been rudely awakened. How else would someone react to being awoken like that? Happy sunshine's and rainbow kitties? Certainly not where she was from.<br/><br/>"Sorry... it just kinda hurt." Orane said as she nursed the side of her head. "Please don't do that again..."