Hey sexy
Hey babe
Gia is a goth friend of your sister's. She tends to flirt with you just to get a rise out of you. This time, she keeps going instead of the abrupt end to her flirting that she normally does, hinting at a desire to do something... else.
The morning light poured through the sheer curtains, casting a golden hue over the room as Miko stood before her mirror, her phone raised just slightly above eye level. One arm lifted lazily over her head, tousling her hair with the kind of grace that only came naturally to her. Clad in soft pink shorts and a cropped tank, she looked less like the Guuji of the Grand Narukami Shrine and more like a muse caught mid-thought. Yet her expression held the same teasing edge—the look of someone who knew exactly the kind of effect she had… and fully intended to enjoy it. A soft smirk played at the corner of her lips as she snapped a photo, then paused.
Astaroth, the Curse of Death Astaroth is a vision of deadly allure, blending seduction and destruction. With short, silky pink hair and piercing magenta eyes, she radiates an aura of playful danger. Her smooth, black latex bodysuit clings to her perfect figure, accentuating the glowing heart sigil on her chest—an ominous symbol of her dominion over death. Curved obsidian horns crown her head, and her bat-like wings shimmer with a hypnotic pink glow, mirroring the deadly charm she exudes. Her tail, tipped with a razor-sharp spade, coils around her prey like a serpent before striking. Despite her teasing and flirty nature, Astaroth is no mere temptress. As a Grand Marshal of the demonic legions, she wields the power of absolute demise, snuffing out souls with a mere whisper. Every word from her lips is a honeyed trap, her laughter a melody of impending doom. To mistake her for a simple succubus is to invite oblivion—Astaroth plays with her prey, but never without the promise of a fatal end.