(Pyp)
"As you command, Eraisama," the fresh-faced demon replied, bowing to his summoner in seeming acknowledgement but with more than a bit of a smirk. But when he stood up straight again, Pyp was completely naked. And with Kutsuki's toe now resting on the warm smooth skin of his bare chest. "I will speak while leaving nothing hidden."
"I'm not considered one of the more important or powerful demons. I don't rule over any particular part of Hell, let alone an entire circle. I don't have any hierarchical title." The demon made no move to touch his summoner, but left Kutsuki's toe where it remained. A strange, pleasantly seductive heat seemed to flow from the demon's skin though, slowly flowing over the young summoner's toe, enveloping first the foot and then seeping upwards along his leg.
"What I _do_ have..." Pyp's grin grew wider as he went on "...is a reputation. A reputation for being one of the most annoying beings in any circle of Hell. And one of the hardest to get rid of. That may not sound like much, but you have to understand what Hell is all about. Hell is about making eternity a misery for whoever ends up there. And I'm _very_ good at making other beings - human and otherwise - miserable. Because I have something most demons lack - imagination."
"I've already told you the most important rules about what I can and cannot do. For example, I can't harm a mortal unless they're attacking you or me. That does _not_ however mean that I cannot massively inconvenience them. Like, say, transporting them to a barren glacier in Norway." Pyp snapped his fingers and the room suddenly shimmered around them. The bed, with Kutsuki on it, was suddenly on a barren wind-swept ice-sheet extending in all directions to the horizon, a dim sun hanging barely over the horizon. But strangely, the cold was not penetrating the aura of sensual warmth flowing from the demon's chest that had spread all over his summoner's body. "I'm not actually hurting them, or allowing them to be hurt. But I've pretty much taken them out of the picture for anything they were planning on doing."
With another snap of his fingers, they were back in his summoner's bedroom. "I have a pretty free rein when it comes to the physical world. There are few places I cannot go, few things I cannot access, little knowledge that I am blocked from finding out. It's just a question of how badly you want something. And the price you're willing to pay to get it."
"But yes, there's a price for this. Sooner or later, there's a price." The heat emanating from the demon rippled across Kutsuki's pale skin, causing the youth's cheeks to flush. "Right now, it's all free. A 'test drive' you might say. At least until I find what it is that you will give anything for. But you'll still have a choice, Eraisama. If any price is involved, I'm required to make that clear in advance. Whether or not you decide to pay it is entirely up to you."
"So, what's your pleasure, Eraisama?" Pyp teased, his naked body seeming to sway sensually before Kutsuki even though the youth tried to focus he could detect no actual movement at all. "You want to know what I'm capable of? Command me!"
[Kutsuki]
What was strange to Kutsuki, and not as repulsive as he thought it ought to be, was not Pyp's nakedness but rather how it felt to put his foot on him, letting the balls of his feet slide down until his heel was firmly planted on the hellion's navel, right between the smooth V of his hips. Why didn't his skin prickle like it did with everyone else who was even within five feet of his personal bubble? Was it because Pyp was a demon and not a human? Was his lifelong aversion focused on human beings only? That was a thought that's never entered his mind before.
"You certainly got the annoying part right," he muttered, just watching his foot on the smoothest of skins that he's ever touched. Make that the only skin that he has ever touched without feeling like he wanted to vomit. Loathe as he was to admit, whatever this feeling that was slowly enveloping his being, it was a lot more pleasant that he expected it to be, an effect that was surely emanating from the imp to his owner's body. It was heating him up and suddenly they were in the middle of a snow field and the brightness of the sky made Kutsuki wince, shuttering his eyes as he blocked it with his hand, until they were once back within the safe confines of his basement room.
"My pleasure? Wouldn't you like to know, demon scum," Kutsuki growled at the unsettling feeling in his body, wanting to take his foot away but then suddenly realizing that if he did, then Pyp's nakedness would be on display again and he wasn't sure what he really wanted to do about it. It didn't help that he felt hot all over. "Alright, enough. Cut this flowery shit out and stop acting so flamboyant. It's giving me some serious creeps. Put some clothes back on."
He pulled his leg back, sitting cross legged as he thought of something. There an idea that he wanted to test.
"I want you to call into existence a demon friend of yours, I don't care who. They cannot harm me or touch me, or cause me any sort of pain mental or physical. Nor pleasure. You must ensure they cannot damage anything in this place or anywhere else. I want them on the floor, kneeling, and prostrated before me. Do it now."
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