"Hey, not so fast," Rosha raised her palms in a defensive gesture. "It's still working ti! You will make lose clients. Can't you wait after hours at least?"
I gave the empty store a pointed look. "I see no clients here."
Rosha visibly deflated. "Yeah, it's slow going. But this is why it's so important for to work, Voren. A custor might enter at any mont! I need every and each one."
I considered. "Can't your sister sell all these things instead for a while? Where is she?"
"She is recuperating," Rosha said, scowling. "She's been through a hard ti and she deserves her rest."
"I've been resting for a week now, Rosha, unlike you! I can keep an eye over the store while you are taking the break," Risha said in her high and lodious voice as she walked in from the door in the back. She moved so Rosha was between her and , but despite the obvious fear she held for , the girl gave a warm smile. "Hello, Voren. Did you co to pester Rosha into resting, too?"
"I didn't know she needed it." Though, in retrospect, the tired lines around Rosha's full mouth weren't a sign of upstanding health and tons of energy, weren't they? "I had personal business with her. But I heard that this sort of business is conductive to relaxation and rest, too."
Rosha scowled at . Her eyes blazed, sparkled, lured in. She was enchanting in her anger. "I so much doubt it…" she murmured under her breath and turned towards her sister. "Risha, are you sure you will be alright here? With the custors?"
"I will, I will, Rosha," Risha pouted, showing off her full lower lip. Rosha told to not even look wrong at her, but this was impossible to do. The sisters were very different, but both beautiful to . "I'm not made of glass!"
"If you don't feel alright, close the store. Don't stay here if you aren't really, really up to it." Rosha sighed, gave her sister a tight hug and a pat on the head. "Call if anyone gives you trouble. I and Voren will be in the house."
"I will be fine." Risha gave Rosha a reassuring smile and looked at . By the look in her eyes, I understood that she perfectly understood what 'business' I was talking about earlier. "And I want Rosha to be fine, too, Voren. Relaxed and rested, alright? You promised!"
She t my eyes as she spoke and even shifted away from her sister's cover. Such bravery made grin. "Well, if she just won't be able to stay away from and my business even after we are done, I won't be stopping her."
"Dream on." Rosha gave another scorching glance and shoved in the shoulder. I had to shift on my feet to keep up balance.
"Don't worry, Voren. She is only nice with and with custors. Don't take it personally," Risha said as Rosha stomped out of the store.
"Hard to imagine her being nice with clients," I noted. Despite Rosha's obvious reluctance, the silly grin didn't leave my face as I followed after her.
I only had to listen to the sounds of her loud footsteps to find her room. She was pacing in it when I entered, but abruptly stopped at my arrival. Her shoulders sagged for a mont, then she lifted her chin up with a determined and despaired expression of a political criminal on a scaffold.
I closed the door behind , my heart beating hard in my chest from the excitent of this small chase and the anticipation of what to co. Heat pooled in my lower stomach, but I kept it away from my head for now, kept it cool. "I really don't understand your reluctance, Rosha. This doesn't cost you more than so of your ti, doesn't it? A good offer," I said, coming closer to her.
"You forget about dignity. Self-worth. Disgust."
I frowned and leaned to her neck, noticing how she tensed even more. Her scent filled my nose—so sweet, just like she was. Her pulse was beating under her skin, so vulnerable, so calling for to taste it. "Do I disgust you? Is this because I'm a demon? You didn't look disgusted yesterday."
Rosha didn't reply, so I did as I wanted for a while now and put my hands on her waist, feeling with my fingers the solidness of the muscle hiding under Rosha's baggy clothes and yet the delicateness of her figure. My pants suddenly beca too tight for comfort. "Didn't your sister tell you to relax? Co on. If I wanted to **** soone, I could've done it ten tis already." I scoffed. "I thought it would be better to find soone willing for my first ti. And then you were here, so beautiful and angry, not just a cheap whore."
Rosha jerked in my hands and looked at in astonishnt. "Wait, first ti? Are… are you a virgin?"
"Yes." I looked at her questioningly. "Is this so strange?"
"Uh… You, you said you were a lord in Hell… And I assud…"
It was my turn to scowl now. "I wish! It's not like here, in the mortal realm, where you can just go and fuck when you want. I had to fight with all I had for everything I got, and when I got an opportunity to spend effort on sothing so frivolous, I just technically couldn't because I how I evolved."
This was a problem with being six ters tall. You had a dick big enough to tear people apart. I could've as well masturbated with a bag of at. And while I forgot most of my life before Hell, I rembered being frustrated about being a virgin, too…
"So, Rosha, I waited for a looong while for this mont. Do not disappoint ."
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