A Gentle Push From Beyond

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"Oh, oh! You can't ask me anything super serious right now! I'm not in my domain! What's today? Saturday? Right right, I could more easily answer you tomorrow..."

He put his hands behind his head and turned on his heel, away from Yoshika, looking up at the sky for a moment.

"Oh why oh why did it have to be Saturday today..."

It wasn't an act he put on for too long. He gave her a look from over his shoulder, his eyes widened and dim.

"... I can only sort of tell that you're a beast not of this world, someone who shouldn't even be alive anymore... ... but that's just my shot in the dark guess honestly~"

"Well that's certainly a more accurate guess than most anyone gives me. Maybe you are the real deal. Or maybe you're just closer to something like me. Take your pick I suppose."

It was probably worth noting there was a sort of resignation in her voice. The kind that really felt the 'shouldn't be alive' statement was particularly damning. But that was the nature of it. A fundamentally dichotomous and strange being, this wolf.

"So, King Sunday is it? Guess no one's gonna be fighting you for copyright over that name. I guess I should be glad to stay indoors tomorrow. Damned swimsuit gets enough use as it is, and this beach is strict about keeping street clothes on the street."

"Aquiel is fine, ma'am. Hey hey, what's with the discord I'm sensing? I'm only speaking from 'the world's' point of view on that. What even IS a life that's 'supposed' to be lived anyways?"

This rather frustrating man turned right back around and took a few steps in. Without any tact or mercy, he slung an arm around Yoshika's shoulder. He'd been aiming to do that and more right from the start, he just held back a bit to actually chat for a bit.

He was every bit as chatty as he was lustful, after all.

"Don't be like that though, Miss! Not on my account anyway! You're going to get leered one way or another; what's one friendly king more for it, huh?"

"I'd expect a king to behave more like one, but I guess this is truer than most would see it." Anxiety or smarm, either way, Yoshika certainly felt her patience being tested. And as easy as it would be to just slug the guy, it probably wouldn't solve the problems she was dealing with beyond an over-friendly pink demon.

"So...What exactly do you want from me? I can tell you're not leaving, so might as well be open about it."

"Ohohoho, kings should act much better than someone like me. It's a real shame most don't, but that's neither here nor there."

Idly did his fingers creep their way down from her shoulder, finding their way to the strap just above her bosom. Twang... just a little flick against that strap to see what wobbled on her. To see how she'd react.

"What I want from you, my dear... is entertainment. I'm out and about for the first time in years and I see a delightful oddity that I've never come across before. Whether it means poking my head into your work and helping (hindering) you for fun, fighting right here and now, or fulfilling my delightful role as an incubus here on the hot, sandy beach... I don't care what I do. So what's it gonna be, Miss? I'll be merciful and allow you a choice~"

He might not like the response she gives him, but Yoshika allowing him his one jiggle to take him by the wrist and restrain Aquiel against herself spoke volumes to what she understood. That sometimes she needed to allow some embarrassment to get what she needed.

"Then like it or not, you may be what I was sent here for. And if you're going to threaten me, be less of a smug prick about it, yeah?" Her grip was tight, and her strange, inhuman right arm around his waist seemed poised to dig its claws into him. A killer by trade, Yoshika was also merciful and kept speaking.

"This really how you get your kicks? Go after freaks like yourself and see which way they bend? Truth be told you don't look good for a hunt, and I rather not have you around to demand shit of me. What's the cost of an amicable working relationship? You can't have my soul. And my body is...well, like you said, I shouldn't be alive. Make of that what you will."

"Oof oof, that smarts! You're really sensitive huh???" He spoke in an exaggerated tone and tried to wrest himself from her rather tight hold on him... rather half-heartedly. Truth be told, maintaining an act of weakness was for his own entertainment too.

"H-Hey, don't judge! I only get to be truly strong one day a week and all the other Demon Lords have dominion over like... way more important and permanent stuff! I'll get my kicks however I want!"

"I can guarantee you, nobody thinks the Lord of Sunday is worth hunting- it'd be pretty pointless and there's really no gain in it."

He settled right down, no trace of the inelegant babble of just a second ago. Everything about him was inconsistent; he could be actually hurting right now, or he might not be. Its difficult to tell exactly what should or shouldn't work on him when he's as all over the place as he is.

"I gave you a choice just to see what would happen if I did. I really would like seeing you bounce... but hey, all I want in exchange for anything is entertainment. If you have something more entertaining than doing it on the beach, like say, a hunt for quarry... well, it isn't my preferred entertainment but I wouldn't mind helping. Juuust to see what comes of it."

"I could rip off your clothes and bend you over if that's your flavor, but I'm not about that and you probably aren't about taking another's force. Truth be told I don't know what is about me that's so enticing anyway. I'm put together wrong. Just because I have tits doesn't make me some once in a lifetime catch."

Downplaying herself like that probably came off as arrogant, but it was the truth as far as she saw it. Like a luxury sports car with a bad engine. But she'd at least sigh annoyedly, heft up her rack, and let it drop with all the force of two bags of liquid barely held in place by a band.

"You and my damn mentor probably think alike. All else is secondary to getting paid and playing around. Makes me look like a total stick in the mud for not liking to show off." Which she was, but not for that reason. Aquiel could probably hazard another guess on his day of the week and hit it dead center.

"............ ........ sorry were you saying something." His witty canned remarks were instantly blown away with one heft and drop. Reason already wasn't easy to come by as a rather minor demon lord but that made it hard to even pretend.

"I was listening I was listening. So. Hm. Uhhh. Yeah yeah, backing up. I really don't uhhh. Care one way or the other? You're interesting in spirit and in body you're very much my type. The miscellaneous details don't matter much to me. In fact, those details make some things better? Sorry, can't entirely put words together properly."

Get a damn hold of yourself, Aquiel. And stop drooling.

"ANYWAYS... I am going to... fuck it. Regardless of everything, I've decided to poke my nose into your life! Professionally!"

"..."

"Oh for fuck's sake!" That's the kind of sandbag that earns this incubus getting lifted by his hair. "Can't take a damn thing seriously, can you?! Interesting girls actually talking you up and shit and you just go 'I don't care', you fucking horny dipshit?!"

At least it confirmed things. Demons of the fire and brimstone type were shallow as shit. Entertainment be damned, she could just shake a few times and he'd clearly get his jollies from it. "Fuck. Just...take your notes or whatever, you're gonna be seeing a lot of blood following me around."

#ohxyo go #;;the void's favorite beefcake

What king sunday will probably see if he looks hard enough at Yoshika

#needless to say I needed banter like this a lot

"Oh, oh! You can't ask me anything super serious right now! I'm not in my domain! What's today? Saturday? Right right, I could more easily answer you tomorrow..."

He put his hands behind his head and turned on his heel, away from Yoshika, looking up at the sky for a moment.

"Oh why oh why did it have to be Saturday today..."

It wasn't an act he put on for too long. He gave her a look from over his shoulder, his eyes widened and dim.

"... I can only sort of tell that you're a beast not of this world, someone who shouldn't even be alive anymore... ... but that's just my shot in the dark guess honestly~"

"Well that's certainly a more accurate guess than most anyone gives me. Maybe you are the real deal. Or maybe you're just closer to something like me. Take your pick I suppose."

It was probably worth noting there was a sort of resignation in her voice. The kind that really felt the 'shouldn't be alive' statement was particularly damning. But that was the nature of it. A fundamentally dichotomous and strange being, this wolf.

"So, King Sunday is it? Guess no one's gonna be fighting you for copyright over that name. I guess I should be glad to stay indoors tomorrow. Damned swimsuit gets enough use as it is, and this beach is strict about keeping street clothes on the street."

"Aquiel is fine, ma'am. Hey hey, what's with the discord I'm sensing? I'm only speaking from 'the world's' point of view on that. What even IS a life that's 'supposed' to be lived anyways?"

This rather frustrating man turned right back around and took a few steps in. Without any tact or mercy, he slung an arm around Yoshika's shoulder. He'd been aiming to do that and more right from the start, he just held back a bit to actually chat for a bit.

He was every bit as chatty as he was lustful, after all.

"Don't be like that though, Miss! Not on my account anyway! You're going to get leered one way or another; what's one friendly king more for it, huh?"

"I'd expect a king to behave more like one, but I guess this is truer than most would see it." Anxiety or smarm, either way, Yoshika certainly felt her patience being tested. And as easy as it would be to just slug the guy, it probably wouldn't solve the problems she was dealing with beyond an over-friendly pink demon.

"So...What exactly do you want from me? I can tell you're not leaving, so might as well be open about it."

"Ohohoho, kings should act much better than someone like me. It's a real shame most don't, but that's neither here nor there."

Idly did his fingers creep their way down from her shoulder, finding their way to the strap just above her bosom. Twang... just a little flick against that strap to see what wobbled on her. To see how she'd react.

"What I want from you, my dear... is entertainment. I'm out and about for the first time in years and I see a delightful oddity that I've never come across before. Whether it means poking my head into your work and helping (hindering) you for fun, fighting right here and now, or fulfilling my delightful role as an incubus here on the hot, sandy beach... I don't care what I do. So what's it gonna be, Miss? I'll be merciful and allow you a choice~"

He might not like the response she gives him, but Yoshika allowing him his one jiggle to take him by the wrist and restrain Aquiel against herself spoke volumes to what she understood. That sometimes she needed to allow some embarrassment to get what she needed.

"Then like it or not, you may be what I was sent here for. And if you're going to threaten me, be less of a smug prick about it, yeah?" Her grip was tight, and her strange, inhuman right arm around his waist seemed poised to dig its claws into him. A killer by trade, Yoshika was also merciful and kept speaking.

"This really how you get your kicks? Go after freaks like yourself and see which way they bend? Truth be told you don't look good for a hunt, and I rather not have you around to demand shit of me. What's the cost of an amicable working relationship? You can't have my soul. And my body is...well, like you said, I shouldn't be alive. Make of that what you will."

"Oof oof, that smarts! You're really sensitive huh???" He spoke in an exaggerated tone and tried to wrest himself from her rather tight hold on him... rather half-heartedly. Truth be told, maintaining an act of weakness was for his own entertainment too.

"H-Hey, don't judge! I only get to be truly strong one day a week and all the other Demon Lords have dominion over like... way more important and permanent stuff! I'll get my kicks however I want!"

"I can guarantee you, nobody thinks the Lord of Sunday is worth hunting- it'd be pretty pointless and there's really no gain in it."

He settled right down, no trace of the inelegant babble of just a second ago. Everything about him was inconsistent; he could be actually hurting right now, or he might not be. Its difficult to tell exactly what should or shouldn't work on him when he's as all over the place as he is.

"I gave you a choice just to see what would happen if I did. I really would like seeing you bounce... but hey, all I want in exchange for anything is entertainment. If you have something more entertaining than doing it on the beach, like say, a hunt for quarry... well, it isn't my preferred entertainment but I wouldn't mind helping. Juuust to see what comes of it."

"I could rip off your clothes and bend you over if that's your flavor, but I'm not about that and you probably aren't about taking another's force. Truth be told I don't know what is about me that's so enticing anyway. I'm put together wrong. Just because I have tits doesn't make me some once in a lifetime catch."

Downplaying herself like that probably came off as arrogant, but it was the truth as far as she saw it. Like a luxury sports car with a bad engine. But she'd at least sigh annoyedly, heft up her rack, and let it drop with all the force of two bags of liquid barely held in place by a band.

"You and my damn mentor probably think alike. All else is secondary to getting paid and playing around. Makes me look like a total stick in the mud for not liking to show off." Which she was, but not for that reason. Aquiel could probably hazard another guess on his day of the week and hit it dead center.

#ohxyo go #;;the void's favorite beefcake

"Oh, oh! You can't ask me anything super serious right now! I'm not in my domain! What's today? Saturday? Right right, I could more easily answer you tomorrow..."

He put his hands behind his head and turned on his heel, away from Yoshika, looking up at the sky for a moment.

"Oh why oh why did it have to be Saturday today..."

It wasn't an act he put on for too long. He gave her a look from over his shoulder, his eyes widened and dim.

"... I can only sort of tell that you're a beast not of this world, someone who shouldn't even be alive anymore... ... but that's just my shot in the dark guess honestly~"

"Well that's certainly a more accurate guess than most anyone gives me. Maybe you are the real deal. Or maybe you're just closer to something like me. Take your pick I suppose."

It was probably worth noting there was a sort of resignation in her voice. The kind that really felt the 'shouldn't be alive' statement was particularly damning. But that was the nature of it. A fundamentally dichotomous and strange being, this wolf.

"So, King Sunday is it? Guess no one's gonna be fighting you for copyright over that name. I guess I should be glad to stay indoors tomorrow. Damned swimsuit gets enough use as it is, and this beach is strict about keeping street clothes on the street."

"Aquiel is fine, ma'am. Hey hey, what's with the discord I'm sensing? I'm only speaking from 'the world's' point of view on that. What even IS a life that's 'supposed' to be lived anyways?"

This rather frustrating man turned right back around and took a few steps in. Without any tact or mercy, he slung an arm around Yoshika's shoulder. He'd been aiming to do that and more right from the start, he just held back a bit to actually chat for a bit.

He was every bit as chatty as he was lustful, after all.

"Don't be like that though, Miss! Not on my account anyway! You're going to get leered one way or another; what's one friendly king more for it, huh?"

"I'd expect a king to behave more like one, but I guess this is truer than most would see it." Anxiety or smarm, either way, Yoshika certainly felt her patience being tested. And as easy as it would be to just slug the guy, it probably wouldn't solve the problems she was dealing with beyond an over-friendly pink demon.

"So...What exactly do you want from me? I can tell you're not leaving, so might as well be open about it."

"Ohohoho, kings should act much better than someone like me. It's a real shame most don't, but that's neither here nor there."

Idly did his fingers creep their way down from her shoulder, finding their way to the strap just above her bosom. Twang... just a little flick against that strap to see what wobbled on her. To see how she'd react.

"What I want from you, my dear... is entertainment. I'm out and about for the first time in years and I see a delightful oddity that I've never come across before. Whether it means poking my head into your work and helping (hindering) you for fun, fighting right here and now, or fulfilling my delightful role as an incubus here on the hot, sandy beach... I don't care what I do. So what's it gonna be, Miss? I'll be merciful and allow you a choice~"

He might not like the response she gives him, but Yoshika allowing him his one jiggle to take him by the wrist and restrain Aquiel against herself spoke volumes to what she understood. That sometimes she needed to allow some embarrassment to get what she needed.

"Then like it or not, you may be what I was sent here for. And if you're going to threaten me, be less of a smug prick about it, yeah?" Her grip was tight, and her strange, inhuman right arm around his waist seemed poised to dig its claws into him. A killer by trade, Yoshika was also merciful and kept speaking.

"This really how you get your kicks? Go after freaks like yourself and see which way they bend? Truth be told you don't look good for a hunt, and I rather not have you around to demand shit of me. What's the cost of an amicable working relationship? You can't have my soul. And my body is...well, like you said, I shouldn't be alive. Make of that what you will."

#ohxyo go #;;the void's favorite beefcake

"Oh, oh! You can't ask me anything super serious right now! I'm not in my domain! What's today? Saturday? Right right, I could more easily answer you tomorrow..."

He put his hands behind his head and turned on his heel, away from Yoshika, looking up at the sky for a moment.

"Oh why oh why did it have to be Saturday today..."

It wasn't an act he put on for too long. He gave her a look from over his shoulder, his eyes widened and dim.

"... I can only sort of tell that you're a beast not of this world, someone who shouldn't even be alive anymore... ... but that's just my shot in the dark guess honestly~"

"Well that's certainly a more accurate guess than most anyone gives me. Maybe you are the real deal. Or maybe you're just closer to something like me. Take your pick I suppose."

It was probably worth noting there was a sort of resignation in her voice. The kind that really felt the 'shouldn't be alive' statement was particularly damning. But that was the nature of it. A fundamentally dichotomous and strange being, this wolf.

"So, King Sunday is it? Guess no one's gonna be fighting you for copyright over that name. I guess I should be glad to stay indoors tomorrow. Damned swimsuit gets enough use as it is, and this beach is strict about keeping street clothes on the street."

"Aquiel is fine, ma'am. Hey hey, what's with the discord I'm sensing? I'm only speaking from 'the world's' point of view on that. What even IS a life that's 'supposed' to be lived anyways?"

This rather frustrating man turned right back around and took a few steps in. Without any tact or mercy, he slung an arm around Yoshika's shoulder. He'd been aiming to do that and more right from the start, he just held back a bit to actually chat for a bit.

He was every bit as chatty as he was lustful, after all.

"Don't be like that though, Miss! Not on my account anyway! You're going to get leered one way or another; what's one friendly king more for it, huh?"

"I'd expect a king to behave more like one, but I guess this is truer than most would see it." Anxiety or smarm, either way, Yoshika certainly felt her patience being tested. And as easy as it would be to just slug the guy, it probably wouldn't solve the problems she was dealing with beyond an over-friendly pink demon.

"So...What exactly do you want from me? I can tell you're not leaving, so might as well be open about it."

#ohxyo go #;;the void's favorite beefcake

"Oh, oh! You can't ask me anything super serious right now! I'm not in my domain! What's today? Saturday? Right right, I could more easily answer you tomorrow..."

He put his hands behind his head and turned on his heel, away from Yoshika, looking up at the sky for a moment.

"Oh why oh why did it have to be Saturday today..."

It wasn't an act he put on for too long. He gave her a look from over his shoulder, his eyes widened and dim.

"... I can only sort of tell that you're a beast not of this world, someone who shouldn't even be alive anymore... ... but that's just my shot in the dark guess honestly~"

"Well that's certainly a more accurate guess than most anyone gives me. Maybe you are the real deal. Or maybe you're just closer to something like me. Take your pick I suppose."

It was probably worth noting there was a sort of resignation in her voice. The kind that really felt the 'shouldn't be alive' statement was particularly damning. But that was the nature of it. A fundamentally dichotomous and strange being, this wolf.

"So, King Sunday is it? Guess no one's gonna be fighting you for copyright over that name. I guess I should be glad to stay indoors tomorrow. Damned swimsuit gets enough use as it is, and this beach is strict about keeping street clothes on the street."

#ohxyo go #;;the void's favorite beefcake

@maxtrix-realta from x

"There IS but you don't seem to be in the mood for jumping jacks- I'm just an honest passerby who can't help but get held up by his basest impulses I'm afraid. Sorry, sorry~" Don't toss out such dishonest apologies with a smile on your face, Aquiel. His day of power was slowly approaching so he felt particularly cocky right now.

As for why he singled out Yoshika out of all other souls on the beach... call it one of his moronic whims.

"What ARE you looking for anyway? Anything a normal guy like me can help with?"

"Okay, no one likes a guy who describes himself as 'normal' in a conversation, so please drop that. Better yet, tell me who you're supposed to be for real, because unless you're some random flirt, I'm kinda not up to discuss my job."

Can't blame a hunter's intuition acting up, can you? And with her exposing this much skin, it was natural to be on edge enough to second guess Aquiel's token stranger act. At least Yoshika was being nice about it.

"Scout? Recruiter? Overseer? Do you own this beach or something and like chatting up random transfers?"

"Outed already~?" He says, as if he wasn't playing around the point just to see how she'd react for entertainment's sake. It was fairly obvious just five minutes into meeting him that Aquiel was seriously fucking around for his own amusement- it's for the best that Yoshika recognize it now before he decided to get seriously bold.

"You got me I guess! I'm not ordinary at all! I'm actually something of a King. Not like a big important king or anything. But when I sit upon my throne all people are my subjects.

Is it so wrong for a king to chat up a lovely subject such as yourself on his own time?"

While by the slimmest margins technically correct, even that much wasn't exactly the truth.

"...Huh. Didn't think you could make yourself sound more delusional. But I guess it comes with the weirdness of all I've seen." As much as she deals with the 'demon' race, hearing someone announce themself as any kind of king threw her for a loop. Not really something to earn her respect, but she at least applauded him for dropping the normal shtick.

"Let me ask you then, King. What do you see when you look at me. And look deep now. Surface level evaluations aren't what I'm looking for here. If you can lay claim to all to be your subjects, then what say you?"

#ohxyo go #;;the void's favorite beefcake

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HELL YEAH abs!!!

Her work demands that she be strong, and she proves with her build almost every second of every day.

The other seconds are up for debate.

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Add the requisite abbage and frankly

She'd be the star of the summer sands(until her work is done at least)

#;;the void's favorite beefcake

Speaking of...

#;;the void's favorite beefcake #;;saltwolf's summer sacrifices #you should be macking on the wolf now

You ever just have the patience to help that hot girl you see down the street see she's valid and special and that she's got a fat ass?

#idk man I thought it was funny

"Yeah, and you like this sort of thing more than me anyway..." Honestly it was probably more of a shock that she was complying with her mentor's goals to begin with. Though she did give a slight jolt at Nyx's rubbing. A huff in response before meeting her the rest of the way and fishing into her bikini.

"Still don't get the 'practical' element of suits like these. I think it's more armorers being weirdos as usual..." About as practical as it could be, with Yoshika gingerly stroking Nyx's shaft in a show of appreciation for putting up with her.

lewdventuretime

"Either way, here we are...It's not exactly stopping us from enjoying ourselves~." She wrapped her hand around Yosh's cock as well, starting to pump it up and down without hesitation. Nyx would go in to kiss at her neck as well, happy to leave her with a mark or two for good measure. A pleased grunt or two left her lips at Yosh's attention, both of them standing fully at attention before long.

"Fuh...I guess it's not..." Yet another blow to her armor. But yet again, it wasn't bad. Having Nyx try to play with her like this made her somewhat more receptive than normal. Maybe it was the locale or the swimsuits. Or actually talking with her through it, but there was a bit more ease than she was used to.

"Y-You know...I do feel like back home, it was one of those things you put up with. A favor for a favor. I'm not to sure anymore. Considering how much you power through my bullshit to get what you want. How much you mean what you say...I can kinda see why you're always pushing."

#lewdventuretime

@maxtrix-realta from x

"There IS but you don't seem to be in the mood for jumping jacks- I'm just an honest passerby who can't help but get held up by his basest impulses I'm afraid. Sorry, sorry~" Don't toss out such dishonest apologies with a smile on your face, Aquiel. His day of power was slowly approaching so he felt particularly cocky right now.

As for why he singled out Yoshika out of all other souls on the beach... call it one of his moronic whims.

"What ARE you looking for anyway? Anything a normal guy like me can help with?"

"Okay, no one likes a guy who describes himself as 'normal' in a conversation, so please drop that. Better yet, tell me who you're supposed to be for real, because unless you're some random flirt, I'm kinda not up to discuss my job."

Can't blame a hunter's intuition acting up, can you? And with her exposing this much skin, it was natural to be on edge enough to second guess Aquiel's token stranger act. At least Yoshika was being nice about it.

"Scout? Recruiter? Overseer? Do you own this beach or something and like chatting up random transfers?"

#ohxyo go #;;the void's favorite beefcake

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