It's not quite MvC if C is missing, but yeah, true.

It's funny that the outsider swoops in to make the impossible possible.

Why not?

You're welcome, slut. Are you close yet?

*Demi would lean down a bit later, steal a few kisses, wrap her arm around Tifa's throat, thinking about marking her up further and biting around her, soon beginning to tease a finish as she would slide out and ram it back in*

You're not too shabby either yourself darling.

*A growl would escape from Demi's lips as she slowly picked the thrusts' pace up and tightened her grip on Tifa's shoulders, almost digging her nails into her, not afraid to leave marks*

Ideas of the freakier variety, I'll keep it at that and not share further until we meet.

*Demi didn't care where they were, who was watching.*

*Pleasure was on her mind now. Twisted, things happening against someone's will, but pleasure all the same.*

*It brought her joy to watch Tifa struggle against her with the bag over her head, fighting for air while Demi was ravaging her*

She'd smash, too. Who knows what ideas she may have.

Too late, the damage is already done, everyone else's claimed you.

She may even join you on the trip and you'd get up to who knows what.

Emily Dalton for all your travel needs, she has an idea for every kind of weather.

Doesn't matter. Fuck them. Cancel things.

I don't know what I've done, but I'm here and ready to find out.

*It was a rarity for Demi to drop her usual character and demeanor, thinking she'd screwed the pooch with her recent antics, making her way into the office a bit of a while later, sheepishly smiling and cracking her neck and knuckles*

Boooooo.

Not agreed, of course.

The fuck is going through your head with ideas like these?