Vivian tilted her head her long raven hair framing her face as she arched an eyebrow at Talia's swift movements. The redhead was beautiful, strong, couragous. Yet...she saw the lust she smelled it...wafting off of Talia, and sensed it in her soul and emotions. She held up her taloned hands for a moment in a motion of 'i'm no threat' and slowly sat herself up nude and stunning. Evil but far more than just 'evil'. Her nose quivered and she tilted her gaze over Talia's face, her nipples her thighs and those burning red eyes were on the human. She felt a rush of fear...but also knew Talia...would be her's...she saw that want on the woman. Corrupting a force for good was so...tempting so...alluring. At least some of this must have been when her own creator had felt. Yet, she slowly shifted sliding her thighs under her body as she sat on her hooves. She could hear some of Talia's thoughts and when she spoke her voice was sensual, almost 'smokey' dripping with the promise of dark delights, yet somehow also...in a way understanding. "I don't WANT to return. I'm also exhausted...that witch...some how summoned me. I was barely able to not pass out and slide out of your shadow into the world. I'm tired...even now. I was pulled out of hell and it HURT." Vivian quickly explained herself yet she wasn't to fearful. Her crimson eyes gazed deep into Talia's. "Some how when you killed the witch I was thrown into your shadow. I didn't choose it...it just happened. "<br/><br/>Vivian knew this beautiful redhead was hot but also righteous and she tried to be honest...ish...though she was already working on Talia, Vivian was giving off pheromones that would only excite and entice those around her...even if she wanted to she couldn't quite turn them off. Yet slowly her lips turned to a pout. "I was human...I've only been a demon...since world war 2. When the Nazi's planned to use me and my aunt and cousin as sacrifices...i sold my soul to save them and stop the boche..." Vivian quickly added. "Please, hear me out...I am not...I don't desire to end the world.." Her voice was genuine...though...she could feel the call of hell wanting it to be unleashed...yet she did...not want to go back. "...not ALL demons were born demons...and while I might lack a soul...and be corrupted..." Vivian acknowledged the truth, but slowly reached let out a sigh her expression a bit more pensive...ish. She DID want to corrupt and transform this gorgous redhead...oh and do all numnber of rather..evil things. Yet...she also had no desire to be enslaved, to go back to hell or to unleash it if she could resist it's call. Everything felt so overwhelming...everything was happening so quickly. Yet she tried to be as truthful as she dared. "My name, is Vivian...perhaps we could talk...with out a sword pointed at me?" Her tail twitched a bit nerviously though some how everything vivian did looked sensual...