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homura (DarkMudkip/Jikkah)

Ebisu had to squirm a bit to get comfortable under him, holding his head close to her breast. “Your words make me happy, Master~”
 
Ebisu couldn’t help the small noises of pain that escaped her this time, buzzed and pain tearing through her as the scent of blood got stronger and stronger.
 
Ebisu tried to hide her whimpers of pain as noises of pleasure, having to grip onto him tightly to keep herself from crying out even more.
 
Ebisu grunted and whimpered, letting out small gasps of pain that she doubted Yoshinori even noticed.
 
Ebisu pet his head, glad that it was over, looking up at the ceiling. “You’re so good to me, Master~”
 
Ebisu felt the room rocking slightly, closing her eyes to try and steady herself. Drinking was never something she enjoyed simply because she couldn’t handle her alcohol at all.
 
“Of course, Master, anything you want..~” Ebisu didn’t like the idea of a demon laying on top of her, but couldn’t refuse.
 
Ebisu laid on the ground, his seed making a mess of her inner thighs as it leaked out of her, tired eyes watching him dress.
 
He wasn't as rude this time around, perhaps he didn't want to be kicked out, before dropping his money beside her and leaving quietly.
 
Ebisu waited a moment after he left before rolling over and grabbing the money. She stood and cleaned herself up before drinking a few glasses of water to clear her head before heading back out to work.
 
In the down time, she spent her time with Akatsuru, who was more than happy to be with her. All Akatsuru seemed to have her mind on, though, was this mysterious Warabihime and how fast she had jumped up to Oiran. It could mean we lose customers, Akatsuru had said. And that would be bad for the house, the girls would lose a roof and food if no one bought them should Ogimoto go under.
"I don't know what I would do if we separated, Ebi.." She said sadly, putting her hand over Ebisu's.
 
Ebisu laced her fingers together with Akatsuru’s, hands still firm and mannish despite using oils and creams to try and soften them. “Don’t worry so much, that’s a long ways off- I’m not planning on going anywhere.”
 
Ebisu smiled softly. “Warabihime doesn’t seem like good news.. and with the sudden increase in girls loosing their footing, things seem off..” It has to be another demon, either working for Warabihime, or even the oiran herself.
 
"I know." She frowned, "It's so odd, I watch from my window all the time, and every time the girls always looked so happy. Maybe because they found someone to love them, and care for them." She said, "I don't ever seen Warabihime out unless it's dark... perhaps she has a condition. Renko-chan was like that for a while, she burned so easily if she was out for too long."
 
Ebisu knew it wasn’t just a condition, but said nothing. “It’s probably to keep her skin pale..” She noted curiously, even though she knew the truth.
 
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