Mawthrough raised an eyebrow.
"I've seen many of those in my time. Yours are impressive. But the effect lessens somewhat."
His gaze deepened in thought.
"And in answer... I don't know, Chastity. Maybe. Possibly. I don't think I'm that type of person but... I suppose anything is possible."

Mawthrough struggled to remain stable against the sensual onslaught.
"...This... isn't... good for you, Chas-"
His lips were silenced by her kiss and he fell back, his legs spreading to further feel her atop his body.

A floor below, Inferno sighed and summoned a flaming blade.
Without any warning, he stabbed upwards.

Mawthrough felt a burning heat between his legs, not like the kind he was used to. With a yelp, he broke the kiss and sat up to see a flaming sword one inch below his best parts.
"That. Doesn't. Bode. Well."

Ezekiel sighed, "I wondering when you'd notice that demon, been wondering for quite a while brother......."

Shrike's frozen body broke out of the ice as he moved, "You don't get the Grimm is, do you, especially when he impales himself on his scythe........." In a mere moment, he had moved from the ground, to besides her, dropped his deadliest scythe, and pressed his double bladed one's hilt against her chest, "Learn, and adapt!" With that, he released a shockwave into her body, and into the outer area, shattering the ice all around them.

Grey grinned, "Glad to hear it. Just wait till dessert my dear."

Nijuu looked at Grey, and whispered softly: "Is that a reference to something else?" She asked at length.

Amaila grunted lowly, as she was struck by the shockwave, then smiled coyly, as the ice shattered....everything covered in ice shattered.

Grey placed his hand on her leg underneath the table, and whispered, "I didn't intend that at first.......but now I'm thinking of it.........." He smiled.

Shrike felt heavily drained upon using that attack, but wearily walked over to the girl, and looked down at her, as portions of his armor shattered, and reverted back to flesh.

Mawthrough couldn't resist a smirk.
"Actually, I think I'm going to do what I no doubt did the first time round."

Inferno stomped inside, blade in hand.

Mawthrough was lying on his back, Chastity curled up under his arm and being stroked, the other arm behind his head as if he was relaxing at the beach.
"Well. I don't think this is the first time we've actually met, but I can't remember the previous times. So, you're the guy who took away my memory."

Inferno nodded.

"And you're not going to give them back, voluntarily."

Another resolute nod.

"Ok then."

Mawthrough looked down at Chastity in his arms.
He stretched.
"How about this? You keep me as a personal slave, until you think I can be trusted, and then you let me be with her."

Inferno's eyes narrowed.
"The catch? I know incubi don't feel love more than once, that's why I haven't torn you limb from limb yet."

Mawthrough shrugged.
"No catch. I just hate seeing a beautiful girl unhappy. Even if it means a collar and leash, I want that changed."

Inferno looked at Chastity.
"What do you say to that?"

Inferno shook his head.
"No, not really. If he was a slave, he would look a lot like this."

An instant later, Mawthrough gave a slight groan of surprised pain, falling a little to his knees.
Around his neck had appeared a great molten chain, linking it to a leash manacled to Chastity's wrist.
At the same time, a golden belt tightened around Mawthrough's trousers, making sure they would stay on at all times. Mawthrough gave a chuckle upon seeing that.
"Can't play it too safely, can you?"

"With you? Never."
He looked up at Chastity.
"He'd be with you at all times. Anything you wanted, within reason, he'll do. Anything I want, he'll do."

Mawthrough suddenly sat bolt upright.
"Son of a... I can hear... your..."

A second later, he reached over to Chastity's bedside and handed her a glass of water. A second later, Chastity started feeling a bit thirsty.
"How's that?" Inferno and Mawthrough said, together.

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Grey placed his hand on her leg underneath the table, and whispered, "I didn't intend that at first.......but now I'm thinking of it.........." He smiled.

Shrike felt heavily drained upon using that attack, but wearily walked over to the girl, and looked down at her, as portions of his armor shattered, and reverted back to flesh.

Nijuu tired to stop herself from blushing as Grey whispered to her...she could feel her heart flutter in excitement as he spoke. "Oh my.."

Amalia relaxed her stance, resting Frost on her right shoulder....the blizzard still raging around the pair. "Are you done?" She asked with no expression on her pale features.

Zenith was impressed with Marcus's agility, but Solstice focused more on the final blow.
"You do realize his skin shattered that lance, right?!"
Good point.

"It has a special flap," Inferno said defensively, and Mawthrough couldn't help but chuckle.
"And as for the chain, it stays. That's final."

Inferno sighed.

"Consider this a probationary period, incubus. Your powers are completely nullified whilst in that chain, and no sex. At all. So... have fun with that."

And with that, he stomped out as quickly as he came in.

Mawthrough looked at Chastity.
"So... how'd that go?" he asked, cocking his head, the chain clinking as he moved.

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Grey placed his hand on her leg underneath the table, and whispered, "I didn't intend that at first.......but now I'm thinking of it.........." He smiled.

Shrike felt heavily drained upon using that attack, but wearily walked over to the girl, and looked down at her, as portions of his armor shattered, and reverted back to flesh.

Nijuu tired to stop herself from blushing as Grey whispered to her...she could feel her heart flutter in excitement as he spoke. "Oh my.."

Amalia relaxed her stance, resting Frost on her right shoulder....the blizzard still raging around the pair. "Are you done?" She asked with no expression on her pale features.

Grey grinned, "Wanna finish dinner, and go outside to look up at the stars?" whispering these words into her ears.

Shrike looked to her, half of his face having returned back to its fleshy form, "I'm still.....capable of fighting....especially if I......." He looked to where his main scythe was, "If I charge that weapon up.....you will die if it touches you......." His voice was different than before.

Marcus patted the student on the head, then walked over to the newest student of the academy, "Getting adjusted to the new settings?"

Nijuu, upon feeling Grey's breath in her ear, could not help but giggle quietly...his breath seemed to tickle her slightly. She nodded her head in response, not knowing any other way to respond to him without her face turning red.

Amalia pressed her finger on Frost's blade, which ceased the raging blizzard. "There's no need." She stated flatly, as she walked over to Frost's sheath.

Upon seeing the fight was over, Shrike's skeletal armor shattered, and his flesh became exposed, most of his clothing was torn to shreds from using his armor. A moment later, he collapsed, both of his weapons lying on the ground, another set strapped to his belt.

Grey leaned in and gave her a kiss on the cheek, "You are so adorable sometimes......"

It was at this point that Nijuu was no longer able to hold back from blushing.

Amalia sighed heavily. "Seriously?!" She raised her brow slightly. "I barely broke a sweat, and you're already out? You couldn't have expended that much energy."

Shrike simply looked up at her, "Three days in a row....I've pulled out that form......if I spend a week without using it, things would have been......different........" With that, he lost consciousness.

Grey smiled, and quickly began to eat his food quickly, rubbing his leg against hers below the table, a smile on his face.

Mawthrough's eyes widened, then had a rueful smile.
"Of course, mistress," he teased, and in five minutes a smoking (not steaming, SMOKING) bath lay waiting for her.
Mawthrough lay back, his eyes on her form.
"I don't suppose I could help you undress?"