Big Eyes, Small Mouth (BESM): Monster Academy - Chapter 4.2a Couples' Retreat

[Justin OOC]

Hours later, Kyohei and Rubi arrived, both of them bloody, and injured. Kyohei's hands in particular were bleeding, he'd obviously hurt them punching something hard. Ruby's outfit was torn all over, her hair a mess, and her breathing heavy. She sad down hard in the only remaining chair in the den, and promptly fell asleep.

Kyohei nodded to Delilah, 'Phasewolf." and then he promptly fell over unconscious on the floor. If that was the case, the two of them were very luckly as that particular monster was known for its lethality. Clearly they'd disabled the seal, but it had taken a great deal of effort from them both.

In her hunts, skye had never seen a phasewolf, but Among hunter circles it was known to be a monster that took four or five experienced hunters to bring down a young one. That these two had done so was a miracle, especially since they were both alive.

The girl they'd laid in the guest bed was sound asleep, her physical wounds healed, her psychological, those might never heal.

[z-Skye Angelus]

"Alright, what's the next step, since our faculty member is now unconscious," Skye queried. Her gaze on Kyohei was very concerned, but she left Delilah deal with her boyfriend. Skye's wouldn't welcome Delilah oozing concern all over Kuromaro, so she refrained from doing it in turn. If Delilah wanted her help, she knew how to ask a question. "Or are we waiting here to be picked up?"

[Delilah Synn]

Delilah inhaled in a shocked gasp at the sight of Kyohei, a lace of the bodice bursting under the strain as a hand went to her throat. Before Kyohei even hit the ground unconscious, Delilah caught him in her slender, deceptively strong arms with infinite tenderness, purple eyes welling with concern, pressing his head to the swelling mounds rising from the over-burdened bodice.

Holding him in her arms, Delilah carried Kyohei over to the futon, a pleading glance asking Skye to fold it down for her and spread out the blanket that was hanging over the back. "Thank-you, Skye," the emotional succubus murmur in her husky voice, thick with emotion as she laid Kyohei down gently on the plush mattress. With razor sharp, obsidian nails, she sliced off his bloody and torn shirt and threw it in the waste basket, then brushed the matted hair from his face. "Oh, Kyo..."

Reluctantly, Delilah left his side and sashayed over to the tiny kitchenette, filling a large bowl with warm water and grabbing a pair of towels, then returning to him, straddling his hips. Caressing him intimately, she slowly and carefully cleaned his wounds and wiped the blood from his chest. Surprisingly, it wasn't a wanton display, though it was sensual, the depths of the sexy demoness' affections were obvious.

Getting up only to replace soiled water for new, Delilah glanced over at Skye, purple eyes blazing with resolute determination and fury. Skye blinked, not sure when Delilah had slipped out of her stage-wear, only noticing now that Delilah had stripped down to her bra and panties... a rather filmy and skimpy pair of vivid purple bra and panties. "We stay here until Kyohei, Ruby, and the girl recover, and burn anyone trying to hurt them. At least, that's what I'm doing."

Once she got Kyohei clean and tended to, she slipped in under his arm and pulled the blanket over both of them, her fingers grazing the firm planes of his chest, her succulent lips trailing kisses down his neck and across his shoulder. She had helped the girl, at least, her obvious wounds had closed, but it wasn't the type of healing she was used too. She drew energy and stamina from emotions, specifically arousal and passion - she wished Kyohei could do the same, since she knew she was brimming with love, lust, and passion for him.

Her smooth brow furrowed, arched brows crinkling in thought. What if she could let Kyohei recover the way she did? The sensing and tasting of emotions was a part of her demonic nature, and as she had just seen and done, angels could heal, at least some of them could. Skye and Kuro could see the covers hump up as Delilah let her mask slip, sable-feathered wings spreading, a slender, spade-tipped tail slithering into view at the end of the bed as she returned to her true, half-succubus, half-angel form.

Her breathing deepened in concentration and not a little arousal as she pressed herself close to Kyohei, her lips locked on his, though Kyohei didn't stir. Almost magically, her underwear and Kyohei's pants appeared scattered on the floor, her hands gliding over his body, maximizing flesh to flesh contact, her body beginning to radiate a soothing, deep-reaching heat and an accompanying soft, golden glow. She strove to weave HellFire and AngelFire into a dual-aspected, singular effect, to let Kyohei feel what she felt and be sustained and restored by it.

Please work, please come back to me, Kyohei...

Demon and Angel Magic

Using both her HellFire Flux and AngelFire flux to grant Kyohei, along with spending any Energy needed, the Sixth Sense to sense Emotions and Health/Energy Regeneration based on sensing strong emotions, just like she has naturally.

If possible, of course.

[Justin OOC]

When Delilah released her human form, Kuromaru quietly closed the door unnoticed,and without a word. The succubus would always be a succubus. Ruby lay in her chair, her wounds healed mostly by Skye's Celestial magic, and in small part by her own. The entire affair left the young half angel hunter exhausted, and she too joined the others in sleep, Leaving the Prince of the hengeyokai alone to stand watch.

(End 15 cp to everyone here, Delilah, take an extra 2)