[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."
(Pyp)
As soon as Kutsuki made the command, Pyp was once again clothed in his K-Pop flower-boy garb, looking like he was just about to go on stage. The demon favored his master with a mildly exasperated look.
"You still don't understand the way things work with us, Eraisama," he said, tisking loudly. "I'm just a minor demon. I can't call demons into existence. I can only bring them here from Hell. Or from elsewhere on Earth if they're not already bound. And demons don't really have 'friends'. Not in the way you mean the word. But..." he shrugged and flexed his arms outward "...I understand what you want. And that I can do."
The demon proceeded move his hands in an elaborate pattern in the air, little wisps of black and silver streaming from the tips of his fingers. A sphere formed in the air, murky at first, but then suddenly clear as crystal, with a small - and very angry - figure inside, raging away and pounding its demonic fists ineffectually at the walls of its round prison.
"Here you go, Eraisama," Pyp said genially, tossing the grapefruit-sized crystal ball to Kutsuki. "I give you the demon Kleiamus. He cannot harm you or touch you. He cannot cause you pain or discomfort of any kind, mental or physical. And he cannot damage anything outside of this sphere." The demon thought a moment, and remembered something. "Oh, yeah, you wanted him on the floor, kneeling and prostrated before you, right?" He grinned and closed his right hand into a fist. "Kneel, Kleiamus," he snickered.
Inside the sphere, a miniature floor appeared, identical to the floor in the room, and the demonling suddenly was prostrated, apparently very much against its will from the way it was cursing and glowering, first at Pyp, then at Kutsuki.
"Who the fuck are you?" Kleiamus squeaked angrily at Kutsuki. "And why am I here? This is isn't a real summoning. It's highly irregular. Highly irregular. A full report will be made. Do you hear me? A very full report!"
Tag - Kutsuki
