Casino

@☫ Kim Byeongkwan the demoness rolled her eyes as she finally parted from the sinner's company. it's as if she has eyes behind her head at times, but the mere presence of byeongkwan is still lingering in the depths of her mind, the shadowy tendrils sizzling out from his fingertips can easily be pinpointed by the succubus and she is itching to see him in action if the situation provides that encounter. she doesn't necessarily crave for a fight with one of her favorites - after all, she wouldn't be able to handle losing him if something was to go awry, but the woman was a bit curious as to see just how well he can handle himself in battle.

the thought alone causes her to walk with purpose over to a regular, a man in his 30s gambling at one of the corner tables, her hand easily coming over to over his clothed back as she purred under her breath, "hello there handsome, i see you're getting along just fine, did you not need me anymore?" the woman taunts with a twinkle in her onyx orbs, clearly teasing the sinner as she looks at his exasperated expression, a bitter sense of victory coils in the pit of her stomach as images flood through her mind, showcasing their past deals and how good he felt against her. her body immediately igniting with heat at the thought of a mid-hookup close to the casino if time permits, more like- if byeogkwan wouldn't throw a fit.

maybe she knows her soul to keep far too much as her eyes belatedly glance over towards the decked-off man in black, he looks quite divine, momo would admit, heck, he's y in his own way, the two are far too similar in ways that the demoness feels affronted for at times, when she realized just how sick and twisted byeongkwan can be, she keeps asking herself, 'am i really that heinous?' damn - the mere thought alone causes her core to throb in anticipation as her saliva pools in and is eager to be fed to the man awaiting his nightly fix. "last call, and I'm out until the next round," the man's gruff tone reaches her ear, her eyes still not fixated on whatever stupid game he's playing, orbs raking the crowd to look for her right-hand man as she feels the older man's hand come around her waist, stroking her skin and eventually moving to grip right in between her thighs. not even on her arse - but on her clothed core, making the demoness bristle from the attention as a soft hum of approval parts from her lips.

"do you think my is going to give you good luck, love?" she croons lowly in his ear, smirking as her pearly whites graze over his earlobe, across the skin and then nibbling as she tugs on his ear slightly, before moving back and once he's finally finished, her body already buzzing with excitement and thrumming with heat - momo isn't usually the type of succubus to wait on her stupid clients for their fix. but this one in particular, he pays his money well and he's not a bad kisser, or er for that matter, she revels in the way the man's feels buried deep inside of her, however, tonight she may not be that lucky. her eyes catch byeong's in the crowd and she gives a discreet nod, walking over towards the corner of the casino which she spots would be dark enough and a bit safe - or so she'd hoped.

she needs byeongkwan to follow as inconspicuously as possible to not draw the man's attention, mister grey - he likes to call himself, a weird name if you ask momo, but she just goes with it as her fingers link with his, ending up against the wall as his mouth crashes into hers all desperate and needy, like the starved he is for a quick fix. "easy there tiger," she snarls out and bites down harshly on his lower brim, not caring one bit if she drew crimson droplets in the process, her eyes to match the stain on his pair quickly scans the area, waiting, watching and making sure the coast is clear before finally humming lowly. there have been other overlords wanting to swing in and take the woman's place, getting rid of momo would be quite an efficient choice, something that would easily bring in more goods to them, more souls equals more power, and being in foreign territory, especially by one that's ran by an overlord who despises her - she wants to make sure she's safe at all costs with her tongue buried in some fool's mouth. her essence swirling out and pooling in his cavern as she transfers the toxins over to him, making him high as a kite and her fingers are easily winding to palm the front of his clothed crotch - giving a delicate squeeze as she slips in a couple of packets of into his front jeans pocket.

all the succubus can do is cross her fingers in hopes that byeongkwan keeps his obsessive tendencies in check and rather than become furious, hopefully, he's but not too much to be distracted from his job.

@☫ Hirai Momo ⁂ ⟨ OOTD : https://i.imgur.com/grUBW8Y.jpg ;⟩

It was quite the occasion for Byeongkwan to accompany his overlord on one of her jobs. Foreign even, as he rarely worked anywhere other than behind the scenes. Despite being the overlord he's worked with the longest, Momo had never brought him along when she worked before. A part of him always wondered what the latter was up to, but was not brave enough to withstand her potential wrath if he became too nosy. Thus, there must have been some serious threats if she asked him to stay close by. He usually worked reconnaissance, so coming along as her backup was a little outside of his job description. No matter. He would never let any harm come her way. She was *his* overlord, after all.

The female's stern voice broke his train of thought, forcing him to turn his head. He was met with dark, serious eyes that could have very well weakened him in the knees. "Yes, yes. I understand," Byeongkwan quickly nodded, not wanting to vex her. Momo spoke to him like he was a child, which in all fairness he probably was in comparison to the veteran demon. Staring at the other, he couldn't help but gulp as she dragged her hands along her form-fitting clothes. Momo always wore such striking outfits when she went for a job. It triggered some sense of jealousy in him, but it wasn't like he could stop her. Too bad she wasn't dressing like that for his sake.

For the ordeal, Byeongkwan himself was dressed in clothes that felt way too fancy for his skin. Shuffling endlessly with his blazer, the male couldn't feel comfortable in anything other than his usual street wear. But hey, at least it was still inconspicuously black. Of course, there was a perfectly good explanation as to why he had to dress up. Momo's work was taking place at the casino, which happened to contain everything he had an aversion to. Bright lights. Crowds of people. Endless cacophony. And worst of all, he couldn't use his power to the fullest since there weren't too many places he could hide with his void.

Nevertheless, because it was Momo, the male couldn't say anything but yes to her wishes. "I know, I'll keep a watchful eye on you. Don't worry," he assured, awkwardly glancing away when all of her attention was suddenly turned towards him. The brisk touches to his shoulder and cheek made him flush a bit before she turned serious again. "I got it already." Byeongkwan was slightly puzzled as to why the other was so adamant about his behavior. What could *he* possibly do?

"Go do whatever you came here to do, so I can quickly get out of here." The former gestured for her to enter first, so that the two wouldn't appear to arrive together. He allowed Momo to walk ahead a few meters before following dutifully behind. It was a sufficient distance for them to not be considered associated, but just enough where he wouldn't lose sight of her in the crowd.

@☫ Kim Byeongkwan Obsession is a game for especially young men, in his defense, perhaps he never really grew up.

When Momo stole the male's soul, more like gatekeep it since it's a contract they're working with, she could've tell right away that there's more than meets the eye where Byeongkwan is concerned. She was a bit intrigued in all honesty, not that she'd eat away at her pride and confess to such feelings. But the flaring red that's in her eyes tends to dim lower and lower over time. The more she got to know him personally, she realized that her gut feeling was right all along— there was something sick and twisted wringing in the male's gut and it caused the overlord to feel even more infatuation towards the younger.

"Interesting," she breathed out when they were talking one night, figuring out some kinks that she hadn't figured out prior. She tends to go about her jobs on her own night after night, she isn't the type to need anyone for protection or have anyone for company. After all, her way of doing business is quite promiscuous and if we are talking about byeongkwan, then that'll be quite a messy situation. Momo realized that the sinner had an obsession with her, it's a bit scary yet thrills an excitement in her gut that caused her to be curious about how he might react. Maybe she's pushing the wrong buttons tonight but, she always suspected him to be someone akin to a yandere, what's that saying again? 'If I can't have you, no one else can't.' Ah yes, that's the one, something about the pretty male triggers that sense of warning bubbling in her gut, it's a bit scary as it takes her on the edge of things, but she doesn't let it stop her from calling out to the male as they walk over to the casino for her nightly fix.

"Hey byeongkwan-ah, don't forget to keep a look out from the back of me okay? Don't be nosy and try to watch what I'm doing," she sternly warns, knowing how he could be and expecting him to do just that. Her lips pursed out and onyx orbs blared darkly as she nodded once and smoothened her palms down the front of her clothing before turning to look at the male with a quirk of a smile. "There are some overlords and fallen angels roaming around, trying to stop my business and I don't get how it's their ing business, but I do not appreciate so please be a babe and just keep an eye out, yeah? I'm out of my usual spot and comfort zone." It's the first time Momo decided to leave the club area or ruined building, even the hotel where she stays holed up in a room for her raunchy activities, she still doesn't come up to this area by the casino, knowing far well that other overlords are roaming the area and wanting to start a fight.

She's not in the mood for some stupid, immature squabble just because she can provide better than what they ever can. She gives them ual pleasure and also heightens up their senses and inhibitions with drugs laced heavily on the tip of her tongue or even the heated flower between her thighs if they dare venture. Once she gives the other a once over, thinking he does look the part of being her assistant, her backup, she reaches over and gives his shoulder a little pat and she pinches his cheek once with a cheeky coo being emitted. "Okay cutie, let's get this show on the road. Behave okay? Business over stupid emotions. Got that?" Her voice is back to being stern now, as her dark orbs glare into his, making sure that he understands fully.

Her look: https://64.media.tumblr.com/9e5e18c76ccca65159216333ccb07070/06299f9d42f8c333-c3/s1280x1920/6a8f66a3f8dedd7003e5bfad4486048233c61912.jpg