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❝︎ᴅɪᴅ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜ ɪᴛ ɪs ᴜɴᴡɪsᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ғɪʀᴇ․︎❞︎ ɪᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇs ᴀ ᴍᴇʀᴇ sᴘᴀʀᴋ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ sʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ɪɴᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪғᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴡɪʟᴅғɪʀᴇ. ᴜɴᴛᴀᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟʟʏ ᴅᴇᴠᴀsᴛᴀᴛɪɴɢ. 𝟷𝟿+ ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟᴇᴅ ɴsғᴡ/sғᴡ

Hmm about the same I suppose.

"Hmm.. affectionate.." Not that she minded. "I can't just call you my new chair.. so may I ask your name?"

"Very much." It was about time she took a moment to look over who she was sitting on. Flashing a smirk. "Names Iris. You are?"

If it's too much for her to handle the demon can always revert to 'normal' size. Till then she wiggled her hips until she was content. Settling into the woman's lap. "This I could get used to.."

Good– She made herself comfortable. Leaning into the muscular body under her. "You make a lovely seat."

How have you been?

"Isn't your lap getting cold being unoccupied? Let me help warm you right up.." Cue sitting on reader's lap

Hey, Seige~

Returning is just a constant reminder that her tough attitude only last till she's put back in her favored position