Desman's Paying, Obviously!!

[Desman Black]

"My lord, I apologize for the fact that I was absent from where you told me to be." The back elevator hummed as it moved down. "There was a problem I needed to fix, but I'm glad that at least Barry was there to assist you."

Desman couldn't bothered dealing with these people at the moment, the only reason he didn't let out an audible sigh being the suspicion that the group already had looming above their heads. "It's alright, just try to be more specific where your going next time, okay?"

"Yes sir!" It was then that the elevator chimed and it's doors opened, some convenient timing that was. The samurai duo were the first to get out, making sure the area was clear for their lord and lady. "You two make yourselves comfortable, I need to talk to my fiancée alone for a bit." Desman said, seeming to have to force the f-word out, but before anyone could argue with his decision, Des had already pressed a button to go further down.

An almighty exhale could be heard from the metallic midget, who was wondering if they should lay down on the elevator floor or wait until they got into a 'room'. "Thanks for helping me out back there." Although the robot wasn't facing her way, Ash knew he was talking about her as she was the only one still left.

Ash placed her hand on her hip. knuckles pressing into her usual spot as she relaxed. She glanced over when exhaled, but didn't say anything until he did. Her fake smile more than gone. "With your summons? Sure."

The elevator once again chimed, opening to a barren floor for Desman to walk into. "I didn't mean for them to assume that we were, you know.." And embarrassed tinge could be heard in the robots voice as he talked about it. "But now that I think about it, with the things you did before and after that mistake happened... they probably would've killed you if you had been anything less."

If he was expecting Ash to feel or display some kind of fear for her life, he'd be disappointed. Her face was neutral for the ride, and for his speech. She naturally followed him out of the elevator, wondering where he was going with this. She didn't object to the charade, it made her quickie with Jak earlier more erotic. "Mistake?" She looked him in the face, there were a lot of things he could be talking about. This morning had been eventful.

"The way I worded our relationship,"Desman answered, it was almost cute how pathteic the little man was fuddling over his words as he spoke. "...I don't have the best social skills."

Ash finally cracked a smile, a short laugh escaping her as she understood. "You don't say." She teased, walking past him to look the room over. In reality it was a floor. A blank space of nothing. The lack of anything amplified their voices but neither could be heard by anyone. They were alone. She eventually turned back to face him after observing four blank walls. "I can't say I hate having two body guards. They can sure dampen the mood though. Not to mention, sometimes a girl just wants to be topless. It will be hard to do that with them watching us."

"That's way I blocked them of from the bottom three floors." Ash could hear the cheesy smile in his voice and immediately knew that Desman was trying to flirt. "You have a whole floor to do whatever you want, as do me and Jak."

The demon was somewhere between appreciation and realization when he explained they had a whole floor to themselves. She couldn't tell if he knew that was the oldest pick up line in the book or not. All he was missing was the lean on a wall, which he didn't have in the center of the room. "Oh?" She wrapped her arms around her stomach, pushing her hips towards him and playing with the bait he sat out for her. "What do you suggest we do first with this freedom?"


Des paused for a moment, honestly he expected her to decide for them, they had been the most forward of the group since they formed. "I'll let you decide, but first! I'd like to give this back to you." He said, holding the card out like he was some kind of business person, which technically, he was. "I didn't actually expect you to pay for the pot, I was about to give up myself as I had already paid for it before returning." Des's eternal smirk was beaming like he had won some sort of major prize.

Ash had her suspicions, but now she was sure he was suggesting something that would make his samurai's very upset. She toyed with the idea of ignoring it, out of spite. But his awkwardness had a charm of its own. She casually moved closer to him, closing the distance with slow hip moving steps. She reached out and plucked the cred stick from his hands. Then she leaned forward and with a quickness that would surprise anyone shoved the card into the slot she'd discovered last night. His chest piece popped open and exposed him to her once more. "You were just enjoying my quick responses, then huh? You must not get a lot of..."  She paused, licking her lips and dismissing the card so she could touch the wire she unplugged last night. "Stimulation." She finished, stroking the wire as her eyes settle on him.

"N-No, I mean Yes, I mean-" Desman was all but caught into Ash's trap now, he expected her to move quickly, just not this quickly. "I mean, that's what I did with my girlfriend." And there goes his chance of getting laid.

Without skipping a beat: "You and she liked to banter playfully?" Ash didn't stop. Did she even know how to be offended?

"Yeah," Desman's mind wondered into a place between the present and the past, remembering how good A.N.N.A was  to have around. "It's really the only thing we could do now that I think about it, but she was the best at it." The robot sighed, he really did miss her.

"That's a shame." She said, casually, pulling the cord out while her cyberdeck pixelated into existence. She wasn't going to stop just because he was thinking of an ex. "Most people can't keep up with me on an intellect level, but you were quick to respond every time." She said, twirling the cord between her fingers.

"Y-yeah?" Desman's mind was in a clouded state, much like it was last night. The only difference being that instead of sorrow and loneliness, the emotions that tossed around the brain were of joy and a sense of belonging, if it wasn't for how quick the responses of Ash were, he would have been in a complete day dream by now.

Ash smirked bringing the wire to her mouth where she let the plug drag across her lower lip in thought. She hardly thought what she said from this point on would matter. "And the way you already had the sign. Very clever." She teased, drawing out the sentences to let him enjoy the sound of a woman showing interest in him. "Now you have me all to yourself." She broke 'eye' contact to plug his wire into the electronic on her left arm.

That was when Desman clicked into the situation, she just wanted sex. He was slightly disappointed that she couldn't have just said those types of things for awhile longer, or that she didn't even try for the last try for the last one, but he couldn't really say that as a lump was already between the legs of his headspace avatar, but he couldn't focus on that now, he had work to do.

Ash was more surprised by the extra security percuations than she was about having to hack him again. He would have to try harder to keep her out. Then it occured to her; he was clearly interested, so then why would he lock her out she wondered.

Meanwhile back inside the headspace, the red head was having trouble because now that he thought about it, he had no idea what his partner liked and disliked, and that would probably made it seem pointless to her when she did finish hacking, maybe if Des explained it after sex...

"Knock, knock." Desman was startled and turned around almost immediately.

Ash appeared before the crimson haired man again. But this time in the way he knew her most. The bruised color demon stood before him in only a pink thong, its had a vague V shape, and it sat low enough that her tail doesn't rub against it. not that it mattered, her tail was up and flicking like a cat that's about to pounce "Do you enjoy me hacking into you? Or do those security measures automatic reset and update?" She teased, inviting the banter he claimed to like.

"Well, both and..." Desman subverted his gaze, getting more hot and flustered as he spoke. "I-I was hoping to shape this place up a bit before you got in." The sentence came out as nearly a whisper, luckily the storm demon was close enough to hear anyway.

Ash noticed something was off when he didn't respond to her teasing, then he looked away nervously before admitting he was trying to set the mood. How cute. She took a mere few steps to be on top of him, she grabbed him by the hips and pulled him right into hers as they rocked to hold her weight properly. She smiled at him. "What a gentlemen.." She teased, her voice taking on an attracted tone. "You don't have to do anything special for little ole me.. I can rock your world anywhere, anytime." She promised.

"I knew that, it's just, I thought with there being nothing out there, you'd be bored in this endless black abyss." Desman's stuttering had stopped by now, and while still a whisper, his voice had gotten back to a more normal-ish volume, perhaps he felt safer in a warm embrace.

"You are all the entertainment I need." Ash tossed back at him, letting her hips grind against his. The growing hard-on being pressed between her body and his.

"Well then, how about we get started?" Des's charisma and cheesy smirk from earlier was back. Ash tried to resist laughing at the dork as he reached down for his shirt. He stared down at her waiting for her to move, when she did he did his best to pull the shirt off in one motion, but slowly to tease her. He wasn't sure how well it was working, but he had her attention.

He let the shirt drop to the ground, and then stood there obviously unsure what to do. Did he take his pants off next? She was practically naked already.

Coming to his rescue, Ash reached over and began to slip his pants from his hips, her fingers sliding back and forth around his waist band, secretly pushing them down. Mean while, she offered him her mouth. He lacked the experience to notice her attempts to make her mouth more appealing, but not the hormones that made him want to kiss her.

He started to lean in, then hesitated. His confidence in his decision waivered and his face turned a similar color to his hair. He stared down at her mouth, which turned into a smile after while. "Kiss me, Desman." She whispered, encouraging him, proving to him he was easy to read.

Desman gulped, his adams apple bobbing up and down nervously in his throat. Unable to to resist he went in for the kill, holding Ash's body as close as physically possible Desman planted their lips together, keeping the girls head up with enough force that she didn't have to strain herself, but with enough release so that she could back out at any time.

The demon in his arms waited with patience, slowing her progress with his pants down to wait for him to take her offer. Their lips met and she could tell he lacked any experience outside their time together.

On a list of things that Ash saw herself doing in an online game, teaching a guy how to make out was not on it. That said, she couldn't help but enjoy the idea that she would be responsible for his sex-education. Every girl he would come in contact with him after this would be thanking her, or cursing her name. Maybe even both at the same time.

Ash kissed him back, a tender simple kiss, following his speed. As she melted his insecurities with a soft moan into his kiss, her fingers worked the pants off. They fell at his ankles without a sound, followed by his underwear. Now that she was the one who was over dressed, she reached up his back to embrace him gently. 

Silently insuring him she wasn't going anywhere, even if that wasn't her intentions.

Desman's face felt hot, but he pushed through the fact that he was naked to keep kissing her. When she did pull away he understandably worried he'd messed up regardless of there being no evidence to suggest he did. He felt soothed by her smile, and let her lead him out of his clothes pile.

There were no chairs, no bed, no vertical or horizontal surfaces. This mattered little to the experienced seductress. Ash pulled him by both hands a little way from his discarded clothes, then released them so she could touch his bare hips again and lower her body down to it's knees. A slew of dirty thoughts crossed his mind. She giggled, reading his mind. Or at least close enough. "I can feel that, you know." She alerted him.

He wasn't clear on what she meant, and before he could come up with any ideas her hands were on him. Her touch soft, it crippled his ability to think. He watched helplessly as she buried her face in his crotch. "Should I start here?" She asked, a wicked grin playing at her lips as he turned all kinds of red.