<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fW2GJ99.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Serendipity Carmichael (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=330468.msg15779726#msg15779726)<br/><strong>Student ID: </strong>WTCH101-1542<br/><strong>Area of Study: </strong>Weaving and Making<br/><strong>Date and Time: </strong>Monday, September 7th | Late Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Sera's Room<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>CLOSED|Tilly<br/><strong>Notes:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>As they maneuvered around in bed, Sera was starting to understand the rules of the game they were playing, and coming to the conclusion that if in fact she were losing, she was OK with that, because by any reasonable standard, having Tilly comfortably ensconced well within her personal space could only be interpreted as a win. So she settled in snugglably close (maybe that's not a word, she thought, but it definitely should be), close enough to feel the imp's demonically elevated body heat on her own goose bumpy skin and close enough to discover that the heady scent of brimstone turned out in these circumstances to be bewilderingly alluring.<br/><br/>Amidst the lust, Serendipity found herself awash with a host of other emotions burbling through. First came sadness and a little bit of guilt - almost pity, though she checked that one as Tilly didn't seem the kind of being who would appreciate being pitied very much. Still, she stammered out an, "I'm so sorry. I didn't know it was like that..." Suddenly summoning seemed a cruel and heartless act. But just like that the tenor of the imp's conversation shifted, and so did Sera's feelings, glowing with a bit of pride as she was complimented. "Thank you," As she fluttered her eyes, the color rushed to her cheeks and from the seeming warmth, it was apparently spreading over the whole of her body. "I think you have pretty... well... pretty much pretty everything." She shyly glanced up and down Tilly's body again. Yep - pretty much everything on the demon's body was amazing.<br/><br/>After that came the aforementioned gratitude, as Tilly accepted her plea or help. "Thanks, that's really a load off my chest. And I mean it wasn't like I didn't want to kiss you anyway... Oh..." It dawned on her that the lesson had already begun. She tried to straighten up a little bit and formalize her language, the way that the imp seemed to indicate. "OK... It's a deal... Um... I mean... I... Serendipity Jacqueline Carmichael, accept your offer... Tillinghast Hecate Emmanuelle Prospertine... of one night's assistance of homework in exchange for one kiss." She looked up at Tilly for a moment, her eyes locking with the demon's for a brief second, though a hitch in her voice betrayed a certain lack of confidence. "Is that OK? Did I do it right? I'll just um... close my eyes and you can go ahead."<br/><br/>And so Serendipity closed her eyes and waited for Tilly to collect her payment.