I burry my face in my hands. The Grimnson moon is nearing? I have heard that name only once in a few hundred years. Grimnson moon I know what it means. I just thought it was some legend. I know what could happen if the Grimnson moon ever happened. What am I going to do?

"Let it happen." Yakisa smiles.

I turn. She was sitting on the windowsill. 

"You know when it happens, we will turn into our true selves, permanently." She says.

"I will just have to kill you first." I say.

She chuckles and jumps down. She walks forward. 

I grab her hand. 

"Since you're here, would you like to spend the night?" I move my hand up her hip. 

She wraps her arms around my shoulders. She lifts her leg up. I move my hand under it. 

"I thought you'd never ask." She says.

I lift her leg up more.

"Your legs are incredibly tense. Do you mind?" I ask.

She lays on the bed.

"Oh, do please." She smiles.

I nod. I take her heels off. I lift her leg up.

"So, tell me, how did you become a demon? Did Grimns kill you?" I ask.

"Quite the opposite. I slept with Grimns." She says.

"Somehow that makes sense." I say.

"Did Lucifer offer you a deal?" She asks.

"Yes." I pull back.

She starts to blush. I move my hands around her leg.

"Same." She mutters.

"Oh? Do tell." I move my hand up her leg.

"He promised me my husband's death. Long story short, he was a pervert and a creep." She says.

Her voice sheds trails of humanity. Her eyes turn swollen and sorrowful. She moves around and slides up me.

"Shall we make the most of tonight?" She moves her hand up my chest.

I can feel her reaching for my place.

"Of course, milady." I answer.