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Lesbian montage

MissAvarice

Okay I slept for two hours today so I want to write something cute and Vadran is taking a lot longer than expected because Evan is just SOMETHING else.

She's hard to fully capture.

Furfur would love her but she's too rough for that succubus.

ANYWAYS I decided to write this idiot and her kidnapped demon instead.

Then you requested another crackship of the big tiddy gang.

So let's sprinkle a little snake and chef in there for fun.

It's a little short but j have a game to play

Oh!

And a surprise at the end~

Dalphia and Blake

"Hey Blake?"  Dalphia asked. They were in the same house where they usually met on earth. By now Dalphia was certain Gabriel knew what she was up to. Either he didn't care or he was letting it go so as not to get involved with the devil. She wasn't sure which and didn't bother to ask.

"Hmm?" Blake asked. As usual she'd brought some work with her however she'd almost finished everything she had.

"How do you think a human would react to me?" Dalphia asked.

"I don't know. Depends on what country. Delyra or Allelyn probably wouldn't care that much." She muttered. "You're an angel but everyone knows about supernaturals and magic there."

"What is I went to Levanthia?" Dalphia questioned.

"No idea. They'd probably freak out. But aren't you supposed to hide the existence of heaven and angels from humans?" Blake set down her pen to face Dalphia.

"I don't know. I'm not supposed to leave heaven except for my work." Dalphia shrugged.

"I thought you were a watcher." Dalphia had Blake's full attention now. It wasn't easy to catch that and Dalphia intended to make the most of it.

"Nope. I'm Azrael's apprentice. An angel of death in training." Dalphia said proudly. "That's why I have this." She patted her trusty sword that she really didn't need to read souls but Azrael had his blade and Dalphia wanted hers.

A moment of silence passed between them as Blake stated at Dalphia with severely judgemental eyes.

"What!?" Dalphia asked.

"Just trying to determine how much I would hate my afterlife if you were the first face I saw." Blake said. "I think I'd request to go to hell if you're my impression of an angel."

"That's so rude!" Dalphia placed a hand on her chest as if offended.

"I'm the devil."

"So?"

"So I'm going to be rude. I'm a demon. Idiot."  Blake pointed out.

"That's mean!"

"Yes. It is. We just went over this!"

Dalphia grinned as she saw Blake was getting riled up. "Well let's act it out then."

"Act what out?"

"Your death. I'll come to reap your soul." Dalphia said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Blake tapped her nails on the desk then sighed. "Fine. I'll try it."

She got up and walked closer to Dalphia. "How would one pretend to die?"

"I don't know just lay down and I'll show you."