Harry's POV...still *2 weeks later*
"NO WAIT, LET ME GO!" Liza yells as I carry her like a potato sack.
"Maybe until you choose to give me my shirt back then I will." I respond.
"Fuck you..." she mutters. "I'll give it back so let me go."
Liza stole my shirt, it's the 12th time now this week.
She seems much happier now atleast, more confident aswell but still doesn't stop me from turning her into a strawberry. Though she likes to steal my shirts for some reason. Attention? To annoy me? She's a little prankster at times but never succeeds in them. It's fun, I enjoy messing with her.
She suddenly tries to run but I catch her and pin her against the wall. Her face gets red, she's wearing a tank top under my shirt so she really has no reason to keep it. Besides, she stole it while I was showering and I have no shirts and I don't have any other shirts to wear, mine are too big for her so she definitely doesn't take them because she lacks clothes.
"Give it back now." I say, leaning in.
"No." she replies and sticks out her tongue, it's bit strange how she is keeping intense eye contact right now.
"Why not?" I ask, giving a mocking smile.
"Because I can." she answers, her eyes move down slightly before she gulps.
"I'd suggest giving it back." I lean closer.
She stares at my upper body...she then starts to drool. I smirk, perfect opportunity to tease her. I grab her chin and move her head up so she looks at me in the eyes.
"You're drooling, Strawberry." I state, her face starts going red.
"I..." she wipes her mouth. "I'm not."
"You were staring quite intensely." I whisper in her ear. "I'd suggest giving back my shirt, or do you just wanna stare?"
Her face is very red, it's fucking adorable every time. I kiss her on the lips gently and it relaxes her. The shirt appears in my hand in an instant, well, I really just took the shirt off of her quickly. Just a half second since I'm rather fast. Maybe supernatural, 50km/s last time I checked. Thought it was slower but guess not.
"Where'd you get that strong?" Liza questions.
"Hm, just from back when I was training with my former teacher." I answer.
"HOW THE HELL CAN YOU ANSWER SO CASUALLY!?" she yells.
"I can break house with my aura alone so who knows." I shrug. "Capable of burning a village completely in less than an hour with my power, move 50km/s and guess I've never gone full on out."
Liza coughs as I put on my shirt, everything I said is true. It has happened that I've destroyed a building with my aura or like a level of pressure I can put in the air without doing anything. Yes, the village was burned completely in an hour and yes, 50km/s is my current top speed. Demons don't have physical limits and are very quick learners, most of them are born with a unique power or element. I got fire, Asher had earthquake and my mom had telekinesis.
Am I overpowered? Maybe, I can thank Asher for that to be honest. He was a really good teacher and taught me fighting and everything I need to know, I never went to school so I'm thankful for him. I'm thankful for my mom too, she was a great person who I adored. Just wish they never died, both were my parental figures.
"What are you!? And why the fuck are you so hot?" Liza coughs.
"Myself." I answer.
"Wait...NO THE SHIRT!" she yells.
"You've already done it 12 times." I state. "Is there anything that about me being shirtless that amuses you?"
She goes silent, her face is red again. Her back is still on the wall so I approach her and pin both wrists above her head with a single hand. It's already obvious that she isn't having exactly innocent thoughts, I'm aware with the lustful look she has everytime she steals my shirt or sees me shirtless.
"Tell me..." I whisper in her ear.
"I- uhm, fuck." she stammers. "It's just that it's fun..." there's a level of hesitation in her voice. "Fuck, I couldn't lie to you no matter how good I was."
"That is true." I reply.
"Well atleast you aren't getting any answers out of me!" she states.
Tightening my grip on her wrists and I grab her chin as my thumb is on her lips with my other hand and pushing my leg between hers, I look at her in the eyes. She freezes, frozen in place yet still burning up. Let's just say that I'm gonna test something out...
"Sure then." I respond in a low and quiet tone. "Though I don't plan on you stealing my shirts all the time."
"How are you gonna stop me?" Liza asks.
"Asking nicely hasn't worked very well now has it?" I whisper in her ear, she gasps slightly, guess she's sensitive at the ears.
Good to know.
"So mind telling me, what will make you stop?" I question.
"Uhm..." she responds and tries looking down.
"Look at me in the eyes and say it." I say in slightly more commanding voice.
I part her lips slightly with my thumb. I'm not doing this just to get some answers, I'm doing this because she enjoys it too. We both enjoy it, both of our faces are close together, enough I can feel her quick and rapid breaths.
She doesn't answer at all for a while, it's just incoherent words from her and a lot of stammering. She's red and like an oven, I tilt her head up though our faces are close together, I instead dive in and suck on her neck instead, a sound comes out of her. Now I know two things, good.
It takes a good while before I pull out, there's already a hickey forming on her. It looks good, I'm not a jealous kind of person, the hickey is there because I can see the surprise and happiness in her eyes from the realization that I just gave her the hickey.
"Now be a good a girl for me and stop stealing my shirts, alright?" I state.
"I-I will." she replies, there are no signs of lying so that's good.
"Good." I smile and let her go.
I give her a last peck before I go to answer a message I received, it's a message from Azula about figuring out the hacker.
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Hope you guys will like the different kinds of tensions from now on
And to establish Weller's and Harry's strength (I'll explain Asher's strength later)
Harry is a demon, capable of creating fires up to 2500°c (Half the heat of the sun's outer layer), he can move at speed up to 50km/s, when pissed or if he just wants to, he can in-fact destroy entire buildings with his aura by putting a certain pressure on the air. His observation is a dangerous tool, he doesn't let anything slip past him and can do many things with his fire. He is capable of destroying 78% of a country in a day.
Weller is a vampire who can read minds, move 90km/s, just line Harry, capable of destroying buildings with just his presence alone, his dangerous tool is his ability to manipulate and blackmail, his strength is enough for him to destroy an entire country in a day
Hope it gives you an idea of the monsters these guy can be!
Future me: The fucking cringe in this chapter, also this whole fight analysis shit changes (naturally, character development) and new factors eventually come in but trust me, they're still monsters.
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