For a few seconds, her tongue froze and stuck to his neck. Iwora blinked a couple of times, trying to figure out what to do before 'melting' her tongue willingly, letting it slide along the ice demon's neck only to have back in one piece again.<br/><br/>Her hand held on to him, trapping his body while her tail slowly made its way from her back to the front of his shirt to unbutton it. The pinkish point slide between her stomach and his, ripping off the buttons one by one, before reaching the hem of his pants. All this time, Iwora boldly forced her lips on his, kissing Yusuke as if the end of the world was just around the corner and they were the only two beings on the planet.<br/><br/>She felt his hands caressing her rear (all too well) and slowly leaned back, forcing a distance between them.<br/><br/>"I'm afraid magic just isn't enough" she said without malice, begging with her eyes for him to let her have her way. She would have done it nonetheless, but somehow forcing her ways upon him as she usually did with her victims didn't sit right with Iwora. He offered to help after all.<br/><br/>Without really waiting for approval, she cut away his belt with the tip of her tail, not bothering with the fact that they were in a public place, fortunately alone for now.<br/><br/>"Oh, I'm sorry" she feigned "sometimes it just has a mind of its own."