Chapter Text
Hard Headed
It's rare to see demons around in the city now that the honmoon is sealed, but that doesn't mean some stragglers haven't been left behind, those whose signatures weren't strong enough for the honmoon to pick up.
But even if they're not strong, they are hellishly annoying, especially if they try to hit on Zoey or Mira.
Huntrix's latest demon hunting mission has been interrupted, not that they mind. Mira and Zoey watch from the side, equal parts amused and flattered as Rumi faces off a demon that had been hitting on them.
“You keep your grubby hands and thoughts to your self!” Rumi snarls at the demon as she runs at him, and locks horns with him. His own horns slam into hers and they stand head locked together, each trying to push the other off of their feet.
“Never!” he snarls back at her, not giving an inch.
“Doesn't this remind you of something?” Mira asks as she eats a handful of popcorn.
“Hm, like something off of the nature channel,” Zoey adds on holding the bucket in her hands, eyes lighting up, “oh like rams! They butt heads when they're competing against each other.”
“That's what this is,” Mira comments thoughtfully. “Should we stop them?”
“Nah, Rumi's got the bigger horns. I'm betting on her flipping him over and curb stomping his face in. Besides, it's kinda hot how protective she is right now.”
Mira let out a sound of agreement. They both put a stop to this by simply attacking the demon with their weapons but why bother when seeing Rumi fight for them is so much hotter?
Vocal
Rumi is in the mood to have some fun with her girlfriends. They are in the middle of karaoke right now, so that will have to wait until they get home. Right now she needs to be supportive and clap along to her girlfriends performances of songs.
The music is loud, they've had a lot of food and now they're singing their heart out. Rumi stares at them with so much love in her eyes.
And in between her thighs.
When they finish, she gets the handed over the mic and picks a solo song for their last one. The hour is almost up and it's getting late. She begins singing the love song, swaying along to it, imagining herself running her hands down her girlfriends bodies soon. When she turns around from the lyrics, she pauses when she sees how Mira and Zoey are slowly approaching her, almost with glazed over looks in their eyes.
Rumi lets out a squeak of shock, as Zoey wraps one arm around Rumi's waist and Mira wraps an around Rumi's shoulders. They both look like they very much want to undress her right now. “Uh, hello?” she breathes out. As soon as she stops singing, their glazed looks disappear and they both take a step back, shaking their heads.
“Wait what was-”
“Why were we-”
They both look at Rumi, before Zoey speaks up loudly. “Holy shit, Rumi you can seduce people with your singing?”
“No?” Rumi furrows her brow. She knows the honmoon can react to her voice- she's seen it turn pink when she's angry. But seducing people with singing? Not something she can do.
“Try it again,” Zoey says.
Rumi shakes her head no. “I don't want to use that on you not even on purpose. I wouldn't feel okay with that part of me, influencing you.” She doesn't know if her voice can do that when she's horny while singing, and she doesn't want to ever use it again. She wants Zoey and Mira to want her naturally, and not be enthralled by her.
Zoey pouts but nods her head in understanding. “Alright. But if your voice is going all seductive...”
She trails off and Mira finishes it for her, “...then that means you're feeling needy, aren't you?”
Rumi flushes but doesn't deny it.
“Have you been feeling really needy for a while, Rumi?” Mira leans in and whispers into Rumi's ear. Rumi swallows so loudly the mic picks it up. The song continues blaring in the background but it sounds distant to her. She lets out a little whimper of agreement.
“I'll call the car,” Zoey says, reaching for her phone.
“We might need the helicopter,” Mira says, “something tells me none of us that wait that long to get home.”