You couldn't pay me enough to kiss that guy. He's so full of himself. And the whole eating literal ass thing? That's not the kind of thing you openly brag about.
You say that, and yet Asmodeus doesn't seem to know what shame is at times. Though, I can't really remember him phrasing it all quite like that... usually it's just something about loving butts and then gushing about his new favorite skin cream.
Hahah... yikes, be glad he isn't here. He'd probably claw your eyes out for calling him something like that. And then I'd have to hear him whine about breaking a nail, and none of us want that.
[Did they have two versions of Asmodeus? He wouldn't put it past this weird world.]
That's a tall order to fill, Akira. Don't hold something that impossible over my head.
[He chuckles lightly, before returning to his coffee.]
I only allow it because it's part of the terms of our pact, and I would prefer we stay on relatively decent terms. I don't like to fight the demons I control.
[And on that day, Akira's ego grew three sizes...]
Guess I should consider myself lucky. There's some... interesting-looking Personas. They're more of the sassy, backtalking kind. Not so much the flirtatious and kissing kind.
I just might. You have an honesty about you that glows when you're bashful, you know.
[The little hair tug... what a cutie. Someone will be lucky to have this boy in their life, no matter what kind of trouble he gets into.]
I haven't seen spirits like that in a long time, but that sounds closer to yokai rather than what I deal with. Most of the demons I see prefer to be more pleasurable to the eye nowadays. Something about making it easier to tempt people.
[He downs the rest of his cup with a deep exhale as the glass draws away, settling it back onto the table.]
That said... I do think I should make it back to my room, before the day gets ahead of us.
I'd kill for a world with sexier demons. If you're going to wine and dine me, at least invite me over.
[Ah, good talk, good talk. He's picked up some one-liners from Solomon and got to drink his coffee with his special sugar mixed in. Not a bad morning, hangover notwithstanding.
Akira sets his cup aside and rises, offering Solomon a hand.]
Allow me to escort you to the door, good sir. I'm sure you can handle things from there.
[Akira doesn't really want to leave his room while reeking of alcohol anyway.]
Mm. When I know you won't be eaten, I'll think about it.
[He'll take that hand, lifting himself up off the couch to head towards the door. Once they're there, and the door's wide open, that hand is lifted to his lips. Unlike Akira's obnoxious and showy display, this one is soft and lingering against his fingers, though he keeps it brief and lets it go quickly.]
[...Oh. Oh. How is this man always managing to catch him by surprise when he least expects it? He hasn't taken enough lessons from this man, clearly. His hand's tingling...............
Red up to his ears, Akira can't shove Solomon out quickly enough.]
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I get enough nonconsensual kisses as it is, so I appreciate your self-control.
[Just gonna bring that coffee to his lips without explaining that further.]
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[HUH???]
Who's forcing their kisses on you all the time? Do they need a talking to?
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Oh my god. I'm so sorry.
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Mm? No need. He's hardly the worst I have to deal with.
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[How does he put this gently?]
You couldn't pay me enough to kiss that guy. He's so full of himself. And the whole eating literal ass thing? That's not the kind of thing you openly brag about.
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[Akira visibly shudders.]
Why do you hang out with that creep anyway?
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[Did they have two versions of Asmodeus? He wouldn't put it past this weird world.]
But yes. We're in a pact, that's why.
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[Maybe one day they'll realize they're discussing two different Asmos. Maybe one day...]
You can keep him, but I hope you find someone cuter to kiss in the future. Someone at least as cute as me.
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[He chuckles lightly, before returning to his coffee.]
I only allow it because it's part of the terms of our pact, and I would prefer we stay on relatively decent terms. I don't like to fight the demons I control.
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[And on that day, Akira's ego grew three sizes...]
Guess I should consider myself lucky. There's some... interesting-looking Personas. They're more of the sassy, backtalking kind. Not so much the flirtatious and kissing kind.
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[Happy to help, sorry about whoever has to deal with you later (sorry pika).]
Mm. Are we talking about biblical descriptions with six heads and fifteen eyes, or a different kind of interesting?
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[And it's working, but also, teehee! Akira is eating this shit up. It isn't often he's the one getting schmoozed, so it's a nice change of pace.]
I'm talking about devils on toilets and ones that look like, you know, giant green dicks on chariots.
[You know the ones.]
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[The little hair tug... what a cutie. Someone will be lucky to have this boy in their life, no matter what kind of trouble he gets into.]
I haven't seen spirits like that in a long time, but that sounds closer to yokai rather than what I deal with. Most of the demons I see prefer to be more pleasurable to the eye nowadays. Something about making it easier to tempt people.
[He downs the rest of his cup with a deep exhale as the glass draws away, settling it back onto the table.]
That said... I do think I should make it back to my room, before the day gets ahead of us.
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[Ah, good talk, good talk. He's picked up some one-liners from Solomon and got to drink his coffee with his special sugar mixed in. Not a bad morning, hangover notwithstanding.
Akira sets his cup aside and rises, offering Solomon a hand.]
Allow me to escort you to the door, good sir. I'm sure you can handle things from there.
[Akira doesn't really want to leave his room while reeking of alcohol anyway.]
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[He'll take that hand, lifting himself up off the couch to head towards the door. Once they're there, and the door's wide open, that hand is lifted to his lips. Unlike Akira's obnoxious and showy display, this one is soft and lingering against his fingers, though he keeps it brief and lets it go quickly.]
じゃあ,またね~♡
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Red up to his ears, Akira can't shove Solomon out quickly enough.]
罰してやる。じゃね。
[SLAMS THE DOOR, LOCKS IT FOR GOOD MEASURE]
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Delightful.]