Deadly Kiss.

Games.

Tw: suggestive themes!

Asher laughed as she tumbled onto her face, hips popping onto Husk's upper back by his wings.

"Aye, careful!" Husk laughed, right palm fighting with Angel's foot over a spot on the colorful mat.

"What are you three doing?" Vaggie asked, her and Charlie giggling at the scene in front of them.

"Twister!" Asher beamed, fixing her position so she didn't press onto Husk's wings too harshly.

"Twister?" Vaggie asked.

"It's a game to test trust and friendships in a way." Asher said, getting frustrated as her right leg wasn't cooperating.

Angel Dust falls onto his ass with a laugh, brushing his hair out of his face.

Asher is the next to fall, but Husk shoots up and grabs her by the hips instead so she didn't hit her head on the bar stool. His chest pressed against hers.

She chuckled as he set her back up. "Wouldn't want ya to get brain damage." He said, rubbing the back of his neck.

Asher smiled sweetly at him. "Thank you Husk." She said.

"No problem." He says.

Alastor walks into the hotel, fixing his monocle and waist coat as he entered the parlor.

"What's this?" He asked, eyes darkening at how close Husk was to Asher.

"A new trust exercise!" Charlie said, making Angel Dust and Asher groan.

-♡

Asher cackled as Angel Dust, Husk, and Sir Pentious struggled on the plastic mat. It was allot more complicated for Sir Pentious seeing as he was a serpent demon and had a snake tail instead of legs, but the snake was managing quite well.

Asher sat on the couch with Vaggie, her head in Vaggie's lap as they watched the three struggle.

"You're laughing now but you won't be soon." Angel grumbled.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Asher asked with a raised brow.

"Nothin', nothin'." Angel says, before collapsing face first into Husk's chest.

Asher's ears furrowed as she broke into a fit of cackles, finding Husk's face hilarious

-♡

After an hour, it was time for Asher, Alastor and Nifty to play the game.

Alastor by the middle of the game had twisted his limbs, his ankles crossed to reach the colors instructed and his arms stretched in front of him, giving his back a slight arch that really wasn't bad looking on the Radio Demon.

Nifty had already been counted out, her tiny body too small for the large colorful mat.

Asher's right knee was placed on the mat on a blue circle, her left foot on a red one a few spaces away by Alastor's hand, giving her legs a spread appearance as her hands were crossed to reach their own places, giving her back a quite compromising arch.

Asher's ears furrowed as a light blush coated her cheeks, her tail swishing wildly. Angel chuckled at her disposition. "If I knew you arched like that I would've explored your flexibility sooner, doll." He purred, of course joking with the Doe.

Her head shot up, golden eyes giving him a mirthful glare. "Shut it, Anthony." She said.

Her body was heating up quickly in this position, the fur of her ears and tail not helping the situation.

Alastor was instructed to replace where his right palm was, and as he moved to do so his forearm brushed her thigh.

It was an innocent, accidental touch, but it sent all the wrong signals to the poor Doe's body. The skin of her thigh twitched and her tail flattened against the heart of her short-clad rear. She felt herself pulse around nothing, and cursed herself mentally at the reactions her body was giving to such an innocent and meaningless touch.

She couldn't wait until one of them collapsed and the game could be over. She was even contemplating faking a collapse and just letting Alastor claim the victory so she could put at least a little bit of distance between the two, but one glance at Angel told her he knew. And would tease her if she did.

She let her head press against cool plastic mat in defeat, otherwise holding up her position until she was told to move again.