(Kutsuki)
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?Kutsuki deftly caught the sphere, peering at the miniature demon trapped inside the crystal ball. ?As threatening as this Kleiamus tried to be, and gloriously failed, all it did was make the white haired summoner explode in laughter as he bent over till his head nearly touched his knees. ?Once he straightened out, he tightened his hands around it and then violently shook the ball as he watched the demon bounce around like a pinball. ?Even funnier was that when the little hellion stopped flying around, he was forced to prostrate himself on the magicked floor every single time.
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?¡°That is absolutely hilarious!¡± Kutsuki exclaimed, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes as he tried to stop his laughter, hiccuping a little in the attempt. ?He tossed the ball into the air a few times and then chucked it onto the bed, having gotten bored of it, for now. ?¡°That¡¯s not exactly what I wanted, but seeing as you still fulfilled the request. ?What I was trying to see, or rather understand, is why upon my touching you I felt no revulsion like I do with others. ?Is it because you are a demon? ?Or is it something else? ?Perhaps it¡¯s something in my blood.¡±
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?He mused for a bit, looking over Pyp as he stood up, letting the blanket fall off his body as he walked up to the imp. ?Reaching out with his hand. Kutsuki let his fingers glide over Pyp¡¯s face, dragging his nails down his cheek as he then withdrew and looked at his hand with incredulity. ?It was as if he was discovering for the first time the ability to touch someone without feeling the repulsive aversion and in spite of himself he suddenly felt hungry for that touch. ?What a conflicting feeling, both wanting others to stay away from him and yet craving that closeness that he has been denied all his life.
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?¡°Why do you think that is, Pyp? ?Is this because the ritual for Beliafor, Biasophor, whatever the fuck his name is, failed?¡± ?He dragged a nail over the imp¡¯s plump lower lip, sucking in a breath. ?¡°What is the cost of removing such a feeling? ?Is that something that you can even do?¡±
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?(Pyp)?
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"I do not know why you don't feel revulsion when touching me, Eraisama," Pyp said, shrugging his shoulders.? "It's possible that it's because I'm a demon.? But if so, I'd wager that it's because you have some demon blood of your own at work." He grinned at his summoner.? "Perhaps blood calls to blood?"? He waited patiently as Kutsuki ran his fingers down Pyp's face in apparent amazement.??
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"It is a puzzle though," the boyish-looking demon mused when Kutsuki had finished.? "I am all demon, and yet I feel no revulsion to the touch of human flesh. Or yours, for that matter.? I rather enjoy it," Pyp added, his eyes glinting with mischief.? He was tempted to touch his summoner back but couldn't move to do it, bound as he was by Kutsuki's earlier prohibitions.
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"I don't think it has anything to do with your failed ritual though. I mean, this is the first time you've ever touched a demon, yes? You may have simply discovered something that was there all along."
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At the pale-haired youth's question, Pyp looked back in seemingly innocent inquiry.? "Which feeling Eraisama?? The feeling of revulsion when you touch mortal flesh?? Or the feeling of pleasure you get when touching me?? I can do some things.? I can dampen the feeling to the point that you'll barely notice it.? Or I can enhance and intensify it."? The demonling smiled, and suddenly Kutuski's fingernail began to tingle where it was touching Pyp's lower lip as a wave of sensual pleasure began flowing down the summoner's finger and through his body, making feel flushed and feverish all over as if the world's softest and gentlest fingers were suddenly cupping his balls and shaft.? It was only for a moment, and then it was gone.? "But I cannot eliminate it entirely," the demon said, a very slight note of apology in his voice.? "I can only work with what is already there."??
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[Tag - Kutsuki]
