Sonic 06: Lilithmon

Ch. 4: Sonic vs. Silver Round 1

That night at the brothel, Devimon guided Eggman to one of the less occupied rooms in the back of the house. This was a private room that Eggman had requested when he'd first visited the place with his own assistant. Eggman had wanted to be alone after the day's events and not be disturbed for the rest of the night. It wasn't like it mattered anyway.

"I'm sure you must be tired. We've been busy all day," Devimon said as he pushed open the door.

"Yeah..." Eggman agreed absently and stared into the darkness of the room, which seemed to stretch on forever.

"Here is your room," Devimon said, turning around to face him. "There's a bathroom across from this one and I'll give you your privacy." He paused before adding, "Do let me know if you need anything." Devimon turned his back again and left without waiting for an answer.

The moment Devimon was gone, Eggman began to disrobe his outfit as quickly as possible, feeling exposed. Just when the figure opened the curtains doorway, Eggman turned his head around sharply in surprise. There was a beautiful cat woman wearing leopard pattern harem pants, a purple face veil, and so many gold pieces of jewelry on her claws and paws. She had body pieces of jewelry on her belly, upper arms, wrists, ankles, and two rings on her twin tail. She was full of red, long hair that braided with the diamond end of her hair. She wore a red bra that covered her large breasts.

Eggman's jaw dropped as the beautiful woman moved toward him seductively. She reached behind her and grabbed a bottle of wine from a table. After pouring herself a drink from the bottle, she walked over to the bed, sat down, and petted the spot next to her invitingly with a single hand. Eggman smugly smiled to himself and sat on the bed next to her, but did not move closer.

"What is your name?" he asked.

"Persiamon," she answered, looking up at Eggman and grinning flirtatiously. "And yours?"

"Eggman!" he blurted out as soon as Persiamon gave him an expectant look. "Pleased to meet you, Persiamon."

She giggled, "Well, Eggman, would you care for something to eat or drink?" asked Persiamon.

"A wine, please," Eggman replied and then added as Persiamon turned away to pour him a glass of wine, "Thank you, Persiamon. I didn't think there were any girls here in this part of the country."

"Most don't come here," said Persiamon as she filled his wineglass before handing it to him. "But I know one of my friends who does, and he told me about your adventures today."

"Oh really?" Eggman asked, taking a sip of the red wine. The taste was sweet and refreshing. "How did he find me?"

"He told me," said Persiamon. "You have made quite a splash out of yourself these past few months." Her voice changed subtly as she lowered her tone slightly. "And I think you are cute," she finished.

He smiled broadly as he took another gulp of the wine. "Thank you very much," he said and then leaned closer. "So, how do you plan to reward your friend? Are we going to go somewhere special later tonight? You can tell me your ideas," Eggman said, smiling at her suggestively. "After all, you're a good friend to have, aren't you?"

"You know," Persiamon purred and stroked Eggman's cheek with her free hand, making him shiver. She laid him down on the bed gently and leaned close to him. "Your ideas may just work," she whispered.

Eggman couldn't help laughing softly. He knew that Persiamon loved to play the seductive role of a womanizer, but he could see now that she was actually quite good at the job.

"Alright," he conceded, "but only because it was your idea," and leaned forward to kiss her lips softly. His hands moved up her body beneath the robe and caressed her breasts lightly. She gasped quietly, and he kissed deeper into the kisses, licking her lips and biting them gently. Persiamon moaned and pulled off Eggman's robe. Eggman looked up at her and grinned. She then undid her bra and tossed both garments aside. Eggman lay back against the pillows and stared up at her, admiring her shapely figure and her curves in the moonlight. The soft light of the full moon fell across their bodies, illuminating them, and Eggman wondered how such a beautiful girl could be in prostitution. He was curious about what she would do next...