Hotel Rendezvous

[betterthanpanty]

The Presidential Suite was fabulous, as usual. The furniture was plush and upholstered in soft black fabric. The wood furniture and trim was a rich cherry red finish. The sitting room was large and spacious with a fully-stocked bar. Just beyond was the bedroom, which was just as luxurious with its king-sized bed and black Egyptian cotton sheets.

Everything was to Scanty's liking.

Scanty herself wore a gown of black silk and red lace trim that came down to her mid-thigh. Loops of gold adorned her right wrist and left ankle. She waited patiently as the midnight hour drew near. While she waited she stepped up to the bar and selected a fine moscato from the shelf. It was sweet with the slightest bite of alcohol behind it. Scanty poured herself a glass before she settled onto the couch, lounging against the arm with one leg crossed over the other.

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[umadrobin]

It was a nice choice of hotel, that was for sure. Everything there was perfect, and would make for a great surface to fuck on, which was probably Scanty's entire idea. He knew visiting a demon was a risky endeavor for a mere human, and he's fully aware that some demons use sex to steal the souls of mortals who give in to their seduction, much like other demons appeal to pride, greed, or hatred of others to accomplish that same goal. It was one of the oldest tricks in the Faustian book, and Red X knew that he could very easily be falling for it right now, if he wasn't getting the vibe that Scanty was a different kind of demon entirely.

He dropped in through the ceiling, just as a hole that formed began closing immediately through physics-defying X-splitters. And sure enough, there she was, just across the room, sipping wine.

"Wine?" he asked, amused, getting to his feet, his cape falling around his shoulders. "Thought you'd want something else, first. If you know what I mean."