An Angel and a Demon (Illusionfish x Frogger)

Evan sighed. Why would anyone want to live here? It was rather grungy, smelly and there were people selling themselves on the street! But this is where his sister had last been seen, so he was obliged to look here. The disguised angel pulled out a phone like object from his pocket, and looked at the screen. Then he looked up at the building he was standing in front of, and back at the screen once more. He shook his head. Why would his sister be in a building he believed was called a 'brothel' by the humans. The item, which was essentially a tracker, beeped softly, signalling it's target was close by. Calming himself, Evan opened the door and stepped inside.

Inside it was surprisingly clean, or looked it at least. A receptionist sat at a desk, complete with phone and computer, as well as other desk paraphernalia. His eye caught movement, and he swivelled to look. A rather pleased looking man was straightening his tie, before walking briskly out a side door. Seeing doors on either side of the one the man walked out of, Evan walked past the receptionist who stopped him, and asked why he was here. Wearing shabby overalls that he had picked up and made to look like an average repairman, Evan said smoothly. "Someone said something about the light? I'm the one they sent". It was lying, but not really. Someone probably had said 'God' or invoked a deity, or any one of the various holy being people believed in. And he had been sent. The receptionist simply nodded, and sat down again, not caring. Walking with a confident stride, Evan knocked on the door he had seen the man leave. It might not lead him directly to his sister, but it would be a start.

Rich moans painted the air, drops of sweat glistening like diamonds in the semi-light. A hand emerged from the darkness, its fingers tangling into messy sheets and holding on for dear life. The creaking bedsprings could be heard all the way out in the hallway...and there is no ignoring it. Eboni watched the two men having fun with the tiny girl between them...overly amused. It was funny, how much the humans partook in pleasure of the flesh. No matter the cost...no matter what the consequences...sex was like a drug to these pitiful humans. A soft, delicate laugh left the young woman's lips, painting the air with its rich vibrancy, not to mention its husky quality.

"Oh, boys~ Did you forget about little ol' me?" Eboni purred, stepping out of the lingering shadows to catch their attention. True to her name, ebony black locks framed her features, and fell in rich waves over her shoulders...the locks a sharp contrast to her pale skin. Both men immediately focused on her...leaving the girl underneath panting and looking from one man to the next. It wasn't long before the man on top, a muscular man with black, black eyes, rose. "How can I ever forget about you, doll?" he growled, pinning Eboni to the wall. Black clashed with dark, midnight blue...at least, until a knock interrupted. "Huh? Who the hell can that be?" he asked his friend, who only shrugged. "Did we ask for someone else to join us?" That was definitely a possibility...given how humans don't know when to quit, or stop. To that question, the man pinning her gave a shrug, and thought it over for a moment. "I don't know... We could have. Come in!" he bellowed, already expecting a busty blonde, or better yet, a vivacious little redhead.

Evan made his way down the hallway, the rough stink of sex and assorted body fluids permeating the air around him. As he passed doors, the drumming of flesh on flesh drilled into his mind, a background noise that rose and fell with each step he took. At the door he had seen the man leave, he paused, wondering why he was doing this. "To get your sister back" his logical mind reasoned, driving him to reach a hand forward and knock on the door, the heavy looking wood making a solid knocking sound when it came into contact with his fist.

At the call of "Come in!" he turned the knob and pushed, stepping into the room. What he saw was a scene that could have been in one of his nightmares..or a demon's fantasies.

A man and a woman were on the bed, amidst disturbed sheets and ruffled blankets. The woman, if she was even old enough to be called that, was moaning as the man presumably impaled her with his..sexual organ. This happened in the pool of dim light in the room whilst another man pinned a woman to the wall. Evan didn't recognise her immediately, but the combination of her features told him it was his demon sister.

Flowing hair, black as onyx, covered her head and shoulders, whilst her skin, pale by human standards, shone like a skin coloured beacon to his enhanced eyesight, the slight coating of sweat on her body serving to refract the small amount of light that reached her form. Her body was beautiful, but it could have been more so if their mother hadn't fallen, and denied Eboni her seraphic birthright.

"Well. I certainly didn't expect this." He said dryly as he stepped more into the room.

Sweat, sex, and incense clung thickly to clothing and skin alike, making it where one cannot escape from the strangely intoxicating scent. Eboni was used to such a scent, however, and only felt empowered... especially when she found it lingering about her person at the end of a night. The door opened with a small creak...revealing a young man in its stead. How he was able to get into a brothel, she had no idea. His looks were good enough, perhaps...but given by the shabby overalls he was wearing, he didn't have much to his name. Maybe he was here to make a little money, and have pleasure of the flesh at the same time...? Could very well be.

Eboni brushed aside the man pinning her to the wall, hips swaying back and forth as she approached the newcomer. Was that...revulsion on his face? she noted, tilting her head while studying his expression for a moment. Hm...well, if that's the case, he better get over it quick if he's to make any money in this sort of business...she decided.

"Ah! You must be new here," Eboni purred, placing her hands on her hips. "I remember hearing that I'll be seeing a few new faces...and yours is definitely new to me. Come, why don't you join in on the fun...?" With that said, she tugged the young man forward, before swiftly undoing those pesky, unattractive overalls of his. "Really...I should teach you what to wear on the nights you're working..." she lightly chastised him, laughing softly after the words. It was a joke for the most part...yet, there was a part of her that was considering the idea.

Four pairs of eyes watched as the straps fell...only to reveal the skin underneath. Eboni tilted her head, ebony black flowing over her shoulder and caressing the breasts below. Her nipples were rosy peaks, due to the sweat clinging to her body, and her body was certainly voluptuous. There was no man in the world who could resist such a woman, at least, not one interested in pleasure of the flesh. Her legs were long and slender, her hips narrow but not too much so. Really...there was no fault to be seen in such a body.

"Now then...let's have a little fun, shall we?" Eboni asked, before leaning forward and pressing her lips to his. There was no hesitation behind the act, nor did she beat around the bush, per se. No, she was straight-forward as always.