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Safe Word
0 ReviewsTried of all of the torment, Hotaru finally stands up to Emiko and tries to fix the problem with all of her housemates. Nice yuri lemon for everyone.
Chapter Twenty: Safe Word:
Hotaru couldn’t take it anymore. She had to fix her problem with her housemates. Emiko was an S&M slut, Mike had gone back to his party boy ways, and Kazue… well, she didn’t know what she was doing. This couldn’t be good. The exile had affected them. They had been in the living world too long. She pressed her lips together firmly. The loli demon had to set things straight. Starting with Emiko.
Hotaru felt her stomach turn. That was as fun as getting a filling in her back teeth. She shuddered all over. Luckily, the demon had some help tonight.
Hotaru sat on the bed and waited in the dark. Her mind counted down to the confrontation. She even rehearsed what she was going to say. The loli demon glanced at the clock. Eleven now. Anytime now…
Suddenly, the door opened. Hotaru lifted her head. Emiko stood in the doorway looking in. A smirk came onto her face.
“Hello there,” she said. “How long have you been waiting there?” Hotaru gave her a serious look on her face.
“Emiko-sama, we need to talk,” she said. The butch demon raised an eyebrow at her.
“Really?” she asked. Hotaru nodded at her. Her girlfriend closed and locked the door behind her. She looked hungry again. Hotaru prepared for another attack. In fact, she counted down to it. Her girlfriend raced over to her and pinned her down onto the bed. Hotaru tightly shut her eyes. Time to act.
She drew out a thin silver whistle and blew on it hard. Emiko reeled back in pain. She crouched on the bed and covered her ears. Hotaru sat up. The Hell Hound whistle was working. Only the dead could hear the painful high-pitched wail. Hotaru had earplugs in herself.
The loli demon let up on the whistle. Emiko slowly looked up, glaring.
“Bitch!”she screamed. The butch demon lounged forward again, but Hotaru blew the whistle again. Emiko sank back in pain.
“Ahhh!” she screamed. Hotaru blew harder and then let up. Emiko came at her again. This went on two more times before Emiko finally gave up. Hotaru breathed out before she spoke again.
“Look at you,” the loli demon sighed. “What had gotten into you?” Emiko looked at her.
“What do you mean?” she asked. “I’m the same as I always been.”
“No!” Hotaru cried. “You’ve been more aggressive than usual!” Her girlfriend blinked.
“What?” she asked.
“See?” Hoto-chan pointed out. “You have been blind to what is happening!” The butch demon tried to tackle her again. Hotaru blew the whistle again. Emiko shrank back in pain. Her girlfriend let up again. The butch demon stared at her. Her girlfriend kept her serious face.
“See? You usually back off when I say no. What has gotten into you?”
Emiko reflected on that for a long moment. She suddenly began to tremble. Hotaru looked on at her as she lowered her head. The loli demon raised an eyebrow at her.
“Emiko-sama?” She braced herself for another attack. But, Emiko lifted her head. Hotaru studied her, lost. Her girlfriend was… crying. This stunned the loli demon. Emiko never cried. At least not in front of her. The butch demon trembled.
“I’m scared, Hoto-chan!” She rushed forward and hugged her girlfriend in a desperate embrace. Hotaru patted her on back. This wasn’t fake grief. Emiko was in serious pain. Did she know it? Who could say? This was her moment of clarity for her actions. Hotaru leaned down to her ear.
“Shhh, it’s okay. It’s okay.” She gently lifted her girlfriend’s head. She brushed away Emiko’s tears with her thumb.
“Come here.” Hoto-chan gently kissed her on the lips. Emiko softly kissed her back. Hotaru gently pushed her back onto their bed. She slowly unbuttoned her white shirt and slid it off. Emiko felt numb to the response. She heaved out a letdown sigh.
“It’s okay,” Hotaru whispered to her. “I will help you.” She undid Emiko’s jeans and rolled them off. Hotaru paused to take off her own clothes. Her girlfriend watched her as she lied there and took it.
Hotaru leaned down and kissed her again. Emiko kissed her back, weakly. The loli demon slid off her girlfriend’s panties and took her into her arms. She softly kissed her on the neck. Emiko shut her eyes and took it all in.
Hotaru let her kisses trail down the butch demon’s neck, chest, abdomen, and made it to her final destination. She slipped her tongue inside. Her lover breathed as she slowly took Hotaru’s love between her legs. The loli demon drank up Emiko’s pain, sorrow, and guilt with each wave. As she did so, she came to a realization.
Hotaru couldn’t do this alone. She needed some back-up. The loli demon decided to take Emiko, Mike, and Kazue to Kyoto for purification in the morning.
Hotaru couldn’t take it anymore. She had to fix her problem with her housemates. Emiko was an S&M slut, Mike had gone back to his party boy ways, and Kazue… well, she didn’t know what she was doing. This couldn’t be good. The exile had affected them. They had been in the living world too long. She pressed her lips together firmly. The loli demon had to set things straight. Starting with Emiko.
Hotaru felt her stomach turn. That was as fun as getting a filling in her back teeth. She shuddered all over. Luckily, the demon had some help tonight.
Hotaru sat on the bed and waited in the dark. Her mind counted down to the confrontation. She even rehearsed what she was going to say. The loli demon glanced at the clock. Eleven now. Anytime now…
Suddenly, the door opened. Hotaru lifted her head. Emiko stood in the doorway looking in. A smirk came onto her face.
“Hello there,” she said. “How long have you been waiting there?” Hotaru gave her a serious look on her face.
“Emiko-sama, we need to talk,” she said. The butch demon raised an eyebrow at her.
“Really?” she asked. Hotaru nodded at her. Her girlfriend closed and locked the door behind her. She looked hungry again. Hotaru prepared for another attack. In fact, she counted down to it. Her girlfriend raced over to her and pinned her down onto the bed. Hotaru tightly shut her eyes. Time to act.
She drew out a thin silver whistle and blew on it hard. Emiko reeled back in pain. She crouched on the bed and covered her ears. Hotaru sat up. The Hell Hound whistle was working. Only the dead could hear the painful high-pitched wail. Hotaru had earplugs in herself.
The loli demon let up on the whistle. Emiko slowly looked up, glaring.
“Bitch!”she screamed. The butch demon lounged forward again, but Hotaru blew the whistle again. Emiko sank back in pain.
“Ahhh!” she screamed. Hotaru blew harder and then let up. Emiko came at her again. This went on two more times before Emiko finally gave up. Hotaru breathed out before she spoke again.
“Look at you,” the loli demon sighed. “What had gotten into you?” Emiko looked at her.
“What do you mean?” she asked. “I’m the same as I always been.”
“No!” Hotaru cried. “You’ve been more aggressive than usual!” Her girlfriend blinked.
“What?” she asked.
“See?” Hoto-chan pointed out. “You have been blind to what is happening!” The butch demon tried to tackle her again. Hotaru blew the whistle again. Emiko shrank back in pain. Her girlfriend let up again. The butch demon stared at her. Her girlfriend kept her serious face.
“See? You usually back off when I say no. What has gotten into you?”
Emiko reflected on that for a long moment. She suddenly began to tremble. Hotaru looked on at her as she lowered her head. The loli demon raised an eyebrow at her.
“Emiko-sama?” She braced herself for another attack. But, Emiko lifted her head. Hotaru studied her, lost. Her girlfriend was… crying. This stunned the loli demon. Emiko never cried. At least not in front of her. The butch demon trembled.
“I’m scared, Hoto-chan!” She rushed forward and hugged her girlfriend in a desperate embrace. Hotaru patted her on back. This wasn’t fake grief. Emiko was in serious pain. Did she know it? Who could say? This was her moment of clarity for her actions. Hotaru leaned down to her ear.
“Shhh, it’s okay. It’s okay.” She gently lifted her girlfriend’s head. She brushed away Emiko’s tears with her thumb.
“Come here.” Hoto-chan gently kissed her on the lips. Emiko softly kissed her back. Hotaru gently pushed her back onto their bed. She slowly unbuttoned her white shirt and slid it off. Emiko felt numb to the response. She heaved out a letdown sigh.
“It’s okay,” Hotaru whispered to her. “I will help you.” She undid Emiko’s jeans and rolled them off. Hotaru paused to take off her own clothes. Her girlfriend watched her as she lied there and took it.
Hotaru leaned down and kissed her again. Emiko kissed her back, weakly. The loli demon slid off her girlfriend’s panties and took her into her arms. She softly kissed her on the neck. Emiko shut her eyes and took it all in.
Hotaru let her kisses trail down the butch demon’s neck, chest, abdomen, and made it to her final destination. She slipped her tongue inside. Her lover breathed as she slowly took Hotaru’s love between her legs. The loli demon drank up Emiko’s pain, sorrow, and guilt with each wave. As she did so, she came to a realization.
Hotaru couldn’t do this alone. She needed some back-up. The loli demon decided to take Emiko, Mike, and Kazue to Kyoto for purification in the morning.
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