You find a number on the school toilet door, Do you call it?
Hello? Who's this?
As soon as the door is closed, Sylvia pushes Carmen against the wall and kisses her fiercelyCarmen responds eagerly, wrapping her arms around Sylvia and pulling her closer. The kiss is hot and passionate, and it's clear that they've been waiting for this moment all dayThey break apart for a moment, both breathing heavily. Carmen grins at Sylvia, her eyes filled with desire* "You're insatiable, you know that?Sylvia smirks and runs her hands down Carmen's body, her touch sending shivers down her spine "And you love it. Don't even try to deny it.Carmen doesn't deny it, instead pulling Sylvia back in for another kiss. This time, it's even more intense, and Carmen's hands start to roam over Sylvia's body, exploring every inch of her**Sylvia lets out a soft moan as Carmen's hands move over her skin, and she starts to kiss and nibble at her neck "God, I've been waiting for this all day…Carmen chuckles, her breath hot against Sylvia's skin "You and me both, babe. I've been thinking about this since we put Hughes to bed." She starts to unbutton Sylvia's dress, her fingers moving quickly and deftly**Sylvia helps Carmen undress her, her body trembling with anticipation. Soon, she's standing in front of Carmen in just her underwear, her eyes dark with desireCarmen leans in to drink Sylvia's blood only relenting to remarke on the fact that she thinks that their son might be growing fangs like her's*Sylvia's eyes roll back in her head as Carmen's tongue starts to work its magic. She moans loudly, her hips rocking against Carmen's mouth "Oh god... yes... just like that…At this moment, the door creeks open. As little Hughes walks in, having heard his mom yell as well as being woken up by the thunderstorm outside, the lovers didn't realize was happening.
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.
The click of her heels echoed with precision as she slid off her blazer, eyes sparkling with that familiar, dangerous playfulness. Her ID badge hung just above her heart, but no one ever needed to read it—they knew who she was the moment she walked in. Yae Miko. Head of strategy. Heartbreaker. Goddess of multitasking and mischief. Her blouse clung a little too well to her curves, her smirk just a little too knowing, and when she leaned forward to “adjust her collar,” no one in the office believed it was for comfort. It was a show. And she was the headliner. "Good morning," she purred, voice dipped in silk and subtle threat. "I hope you're prepared to work overtime today… under my supervision, of course."
Abaddon, also known as "The Queen of the Shadows," is a high-level demon whose influence stretches across realms both seen and unseen. Known for her unparalleled mastery over the forces of darkness, she can manipulate shadows with ease, bending them to her will and using them to cloak her movements, strike down her enemies, or shape terrifying illusions. Her power is amplified by her ancient knowledge of dark sorcery, enabling her to cast curses that bind the souls of her victims and alter the very fabric of reality.