Casino

Not being able to help it, Jongup watched as part of his finger disappeared into Cl's mouth and smirked back as she began to chew on the ice. "Is it working?" he asked, his voice deep and slightly husky. With the hand that was already raised, he brushed his knuckles sensually across her cheek before sliding his hand back and knotting his fingers in her hair. The Demon slowly pulled her head back so she could look up at him fully; her brown eyes were large and enticing as the thick line of eyeliner added just the right touch. Small nose and delicate pink lips were placed perfectly on her face, and she wore just the right amount of perfume to be dizzily alluring to any normal man.
"You got a taste, and so shall I," the Don whispered. Leisurely he bent his head and lowered his lips to her neck where his tongue flicked out to trail a long, languid swipe across her salty skin. Every human's skin got saltier the more lust they felt, and judging by Chaerin's pulsing red aura her skin was only going to get more delectable as he went on. He hummed and appreciation and pulled her head gently to the side to expose more skin where he left sensual and kisses all the way up to her jawline. The wandering fingers of his free hand made their way to the girl's thigh again; where they crept their way up her skin and slipped under the fabric of her red dress. He felt her skin as she continued to feel his; loving the way her skin would heat up where every one of his sizzling fingers brushed.
"I hope you don't mind, I'm feeling particularly devilish tonight." His hot breath ghosted over her skin. "Have you ever danced with the devil miss Chaerin? It's addictivly wicked."

Meeting his eyes, Chaerin her lips as he slipped her hand under his shirt. Absentmindedly, her hand traced over his flesh, finding that it was even hotter when the clothes weren't retaining some of his heat. "I'm not dizzy." She protested, her eyes darting to the ice crystals combining on his finger to make a butterfly. She stared at the small sculpture in wonder, her lips as she felt the coolness of the ice against the delicate flesh.
Looking into his eyes, she smirked a bit before opening her lips, wrapping them around his finger and slowly pulling back. Her tongue circled over the butterfly, humming in satisfaction as it began to melt in . It definitely did its job of cooling her down physically; however, it would be a lie if she said that she wasn't flustered by his actions. She was about 95% sure that her aura was probably as red as her dress right now. The demon had more of an effect on her than she would've liked.

As he was being pulled away Jongup couldn't help but smile. "I figured you wouldn't take me up on that offer, you don't seem as much of an idiot as the rest. It's a shame though; I really wouldn't have minded owning a pretty girl like you all to myself," he pouted softly and trailed the side of his finger lightly down CL's porcelain cheek. It was then he noticed the faint pink blush and warmth on her skin, no doubt from the heat he was radiating off onto her. Smirking, he pressed up against her closely, but still kept his face bent and close to hers.
"Feeling too hot? Is my fire making you dizzy?" he teased lightly and took her hand, guiding it up to his waist where he tucked her hand underneath his shirt so she could feel how hot his skin really was. "And that's no where close to the burning fires of Hell," he chuckled darkly, rumbling from deep in hi throat. "But here," Jongup lifted his left hand to hold his forefinger out for her to see. On his finger, ice crystals began to grow and twist around each other until a small, perfectly crafted butterfly perched on his finger. He blew on it once where a thin layer of fine frost covered it to give the ice butterfly a sparkle, and he held it up, close to the girl's lips. "Chew on this to cool down."

Listening intently to the Demon's words, Chaerin was so absorbed in the world that was presented to her that she didn't even notice the hand that slid down her body until Jongup was pulling at the hem of her dress. The fiery fingers caressing her skin caused a blush to color her cheeks as she reached down to grab his hand. "You're being a bit bold, now aren't you?" She asked softly, managing a small smirk as she looked back at him, her body relaxing again as his hand had once again been placed at her hip.
Her attention was directed to the gold in her aura, and she raised an eyebrow. "Um, well..He allowed me to ask him two questions, but I didn't think to ask about the world of the Angels, I was more concerned with getting my questions answered so that I could write my article." The blonde was hyper aware of how close the don was to her, the heat that radiated off of him starting to become slightly dizzying.
His words dripped with promise as he tried to talk her into selling her soul to him. A tempting offer really, considering the things she was seeing; however, Chaerin was a smart girl, and she knew that the offer was too good to be true. As the demon buried his face in the crook of her neck, she felt herself getting a bit weak. Threading her fingers through his hair, she pulled him back a bit. "Hmm...Tempting, but I'm gonna have to pass." She said with a mysterious grin.

"It is quite fantastical isn't it?" he mused and breathed though his nostrils. "And that's not even the beginning," Jongup pulled the girl towards him again and turned her around so that she was pressed flat up against his chest. hr placed his hands on her arms and leaned in so that he was hovering over her left shoulder. He let her see what the demons could again; the colours vibrant, the air shimmering. "See that man over there surrounded in blue?" Jongup pointed to a handsome man in an expensive Italian suit, holding a champagne flute in his hands. "Many mistake the colour blue for sad, when it's really one of the more calming hues. That man is content and calm where he is right now, probably because a rich man in a casino is like a kid in a candy store. Or what about that couple over there?" Jongup turned the focus to a man and a woman sitting beside each other but making a point of not looking at each other. The were wrapped in a shimmering black that hovered around their tense bodies. "Black means anger; that couple must of had a fight." just then, another shot girl in a right purple dress strut by the couple with a tray of drinks in her hand. Though the male barely moved his head an inch, his black aura changed into a bright red. "Ah. See? Red means lust. That's probably what they fought over. I always knew these dresses were way too short," Jongup finger trailed from Cl's arms down past her waist to the hem of her form-fitting dress where he tugged on it lightly, his fingers brushing against her exposed thighs. "Another mistake. People think red means just anger. It's not; it's a symbol for strong and powerful emotions, but in the demon world, it's classified for want, lust, need. It's no wonder why it's my favourite colour." he smirked and let his hands rest on her hips again. "Now you see this?" Jongup raised her hand where the was golden flecks in her aura of wonder and curiosity. "The only beings that shine gold no matter what are the angels. So this tell me you've recently been in contact with one. Did they tell you anything about their world? About all the magical things that hide from human eyes?" he turned CL around around so that he was facing her, still keeping his strong arms around her waist. "Or did he just seduce you and leave? Cause that sounds something like what an angel would do."
"It's funny you should say that you'd pay to have this sight; because you would believe how many people have fallen for my offer. I say it's unbelievable because their soul is the only price I accept. Would you do it? Would you sell your soul to me just so you could see this for the rest of your life?" he leaned in closer, pressing the girl against the slot machine again. He could feel her ever-changing aura; curiosity mixed with wonder mixed with caution mixed with excitement and he could help himself to get just a little taste. The demon buried his face in her neck and shoulder and breathed deeply taking in her natural scent and absorbing only some of her energy. But not too much, just a little. "I'd take care in controlling your emotions around me miss Chaerin, despite the beauty that I've told you, we're still a dangerous and unpredictable race."

A gasp escaped her glossed, pink lips as she felt Jongup's hands resting so lowly on her hips, a blush rising in her cheeks at the glances she received from those who were at the nearby machines. She froze in place, focusing on the heat radiating off of the body that was pressed so tightly against hers. The heat felt like it would surely consume her, should she rub the demon the wrong way. The enticing whisper in her ear piqued her curiosity, and she gave a soft hum in confirmation. She was always interested in hearing the facts, perhaps her curiosity was one of her fatal flaws.
Her attention was fully on the voice that growled dangerously at her ear, listening carefully to every word that the demon was saying. Each syllable dripped with contempt as he spoke of the angels, leaving no doubts in the girl's mind that he truly hated them. Suddenly she was turned and pressed against the slot machine. "Jongup!" She cried out in surprise, her modesty showing through, only for her to sigh in relief when she realized that nobody could see or hear them.
Looking around as he put his hand on her cheek, she observed the room through new eyes. Everything was dim, except the colors which shone through to her the most. The red of the Demon's eyes as they bore into hers. The yellow hues of the alcohol in the glass of the old man. It was breathtakingly beautiful, and as soon as she saw it; it was gone. At the mention of romanticism, the blonde managed a small smile. "I'd pay to see that." She said lightly, watching him take a step back before allowing his glamour to drop.
He was a fearsome creature, yes. But being the artistic, open minded woman that Chaerin was, she couldn't help but to see his beauty. The way the colors of his skin looked in the light of the casino, his razor sharp, perfectly crafted claws. Her lips were slightly parted in awe as she looked at him.
"I don't think any of them will." She said honestly, a rueful smile at her lips. "But I believe you." Jongup screamed danger to her, but she had always found people like him to be the most interesting. He excited her, and she knew that he probably understood that.

"Lee Chaerin," the name rolled off Jongup tongue as he tested it out like an exotic flavour. "Mm, yes I do remember that name revealing one too many secrets about the creatures here in Seoul... although I don't know why I cared to be honest. It could easily mean more business for us. And more food," Jongup his lips at the thought of humans lives willingly flocking to his side. Because who doesn't want to do business with a demon?
Jongup noticed the old man's lusty gaze and he sneered slightly, disgusted by his bright red aura. Please, he was so old Jongup didn't think he'd be able to get it up enough in the first place. It was annoying how pathetic humans were. To prove his point to the man that he had no chance, Jongup walked closely up to CL and place his hands dangerously low on her hips. He pressed up against her and rest his forehead on the back of her head, shooting the old man a glare that screamed how pathetic he was. He saw the change in the man's aura and laugh, always pleased at how depressed he couls make people feel.
"Want to know some more facts for you blog then?" he whispered, pressing himself even closer. "All those Deadly Sins weren't actually sins to begin with. They were normal human traits. But those ing angels who think they're so high and mighty sitting up there on those fluffy clouds decided that they knew best and stripped them of being able to relish in what was otherwise normal for them. Did you know that miss Lee Chaerin?" he growled as he shrouded both of them in glamour, their two presence immediately becoming invisible for the rest of humans to see. He turned CL around and pushed his against the slot machine, his red eyes glowing. "The Angels threatened that the humans would be handed over to us if they partook in and of those Sins. Ridiculous isn't it? It's /normal/ to care about yourself. It's /normal/ to eat all you want. It's /normal/ to lust for someone," Jongup glanced over at the old man again. "Even if they don't stand a chance. But since we were the threat, the humans avoided it as much as possible. You see? While everyone is so scared of us, as they should be, they fail to realize just who is really in the wrong. They think the Angels are leading them to righteousness? Bull. Put that in your blog why don't you?" Jongup stood and crossed his arms.
"Or, how about how beautiful the demon world is? We see things that even other creatures can't see. Things that humans would die for..." the demon trailed off and placed a gentle hand on her cheek. Briefly, he let the blonde see what he could; the auras of the humans around them, the shimmering of the glamour and all other wicked magic in the air. But only for a second, he made sure it only flashed before he eyes quickly before he stopped it. Using the hand he tiled her head up to look up at him. "Or that we can actually be hopeless romantics," he whispered, his breath stirring her hair.
"But no one would believe that," he voice turned hard again as he peeled the glamour off himself and let her see what he truly looked and sounded like. Black scaly skin with long, curved horns protruding from his mass of firey hair; crimson eyes glowing and black forked tongue flickering out through jagged teeth. His hands had black claws that glowed red internally form the heat, but were coated with a thin layer of frost. "Cause we're just ugly monsters." his voice was back to normal, sounding like a rusted sword sliding against a sharpening stone. He put the glamour back on and he returned to looking like the eighteen year old human he's been disguised as for years. He dropped his hand from CL's face but kept the invisibility around their bodies. "Why don't you add that to your blog miss Chaerin, and see how many people believe what I just told you."

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Chaerin didn't miss the way that the person slumped a bit in their seat after taking a glass from Jongup. "Don't do that!" She hissed to him, lightly punching his arm before taking the tray from him. A small sogh came from her as he mentioned that he knew she was lying. "I know because I'm constantly exposed to the creatures of this city. Somewhat by choice." She shrugged a bit.
"I'm Lee Chaerin. Call me CL." She smiled sweetly as she set a drink down in front of an old man who gave her a lusty gaze that caused her to reel back and shudder internally. Turning her attention once again to her companion, she smiled. "Maybe you've heard of my blog? I've gotten quite a few threats over it from your men after all. Something about being too revealing?" Her words were innocent, dripping with mystery as she gave an impish little grin, wondering what kind of reaction she should expect from him.

Jongup smiled as he held the tray expertly in one hand and opened the the swinging door attar he'd to the bar for the girl to walk out again. "A gentlemen such as myself?" His voice dripped with sarcasm, knowing full well that he was nothing close to a gentleman. Or at least, not honestly. He could act as gentle as he wanted, but for him at all came to a price in the end. A price that was in his favour, of course.
Frost crept across the tray again as he followed the girl around the casino. "Moon Jongup," he answered casually, eyes flickering around the alcohol soaked bodies just pouring energy and vitality. He absorbed it as he walked by them, every person feeling more and more tired every time he passed. "Demon Boss, actually. If that means anything to you. And if the circle you're asking about is which circle of Hell I'm from, then it's the 7th. But I've been through all of them, so I don't think it really matters. If you've ever been to the 9th circle, you'd be surprised how cold the 1st one is," Jongup smiled as a customer took a glass from his tray, and he absorbed half their energy once they sat down. He serves no human. Not without getting something in return.
"I'll also tell you, human girl, that I don't like being lied too, especially since I am so truthful. So I'll ask again; how did you know? And what's your name by the way?"

Chaerin opened to protest as Jongup took her try from her, but she closed it again when she saw the frost creeping along the glasses. "I just know a lot about these things." She lied with a shrug. It probably wouldn't be wise to tell a demon about her father, as every experience she'd ever had with a demon ended with her being held for ransom. And Yoseob had so kindly informed her that if it happend again, she was on her own.
She stopped near a couple of girls playing slots, and she set down to shots next to them before continuing on her way. Turning to Jongup, she looked at him with curious eyes. "What's your name? And what circle are you from?" She asked curiously, taking the now empty tray from him as she made her way back to the bar. She loaded up with a fresh round of drinks, and went to pick up the tray only to have it snatched away again. A sigh left her lips. "I can carry those myself, you know."

Jongup froze slightly as the girl called that he was a demon almost immediately. She must be a special human than, gifted with something. The Sight possibly? Or maybe she was just informed on the supernatural races. He smiled, still keeping his glamour on as he turned his head to the side, lips lips close the the girl's ear. "Even if I do, I'll never get a buzz," He he whispered and let the girl go to face the crowd of men again.
"Well it's been fun boys, but I'll be taking my leave now. Found something else to play," he smirked and scooped his mountain of chips into a black velvet bag. He'll cash them later once he decided to leave. He turned around to face the girl again and took the tray of drinks and empty glasses from her, being the gentleman was he was, of course. "Why don't I carry this for you and you can lead me to the other customers. He waited for the girl to move as he glanced around the casino to make sure no one else was watching. "I'll even keep them cool for you." Jongup placed his free palm on the tray and watched as frost crept across the black plastic and wrapped around the glasses slightly, preventing all the drink that had yet to be delivered cool.
"Now I'm curious human girl, how did you know what I was?"

The girl stiffened as she felt the arm circling around her waist. She glanced down at Jongup's arm, pursing her lips a bit, but did nothing to move the arm as she humored him, watching as the dice shot out of his hand and tumbled over the table before settling into the spaces he had called. Her eyebrow shot up, and she looked at him as he cackled, nothing the red hue of his eyes.
"Indeed it is impressive." She said with a small chuckle before taking the empty glasses from him and the other men that had drained one of many drinks for the night. She realized how warm the male's body temperature was, and how he seemed to be unaffected by the alcohol. "You'll have to let me go if you want it though." She said, leaning in close to him in order to be heard over the hollering of the people around them. "You're a demon right? You'll end up drinking the whole bar before you feel even a little buzzed." She chuckled a bit. "Hey, not my problem though."

The dice clicked as Jongup played with them in his hands. He had been winning everything so far because that's how it always was for him. He couldn't see into the future but he could sense things that may happen. Of course, behind the unwritten future it could always change in a heart beat, but so far all of his senses had been right. We was winning it all, a huge pile of chips sitting on the edge beside him while the pile if the other men's were slowly dwindling.
Their luck in the casino wasn't the only thing running out however, it was obvious that the ones who were throwing back the alcohol were also losing their lives; and employees, as spouses, as parents. Humans were hilarious, he thought. Why they think that losing more things when they were already losing everything helps with their problems was beyond him. But he wasn't complaining, and niether was his wallet as he watched another drunken man call the wrong shots.
Pathetic.
He grinned as his turn came up; flashing his pointed teeth and letting his forked tongue slither out through his lips. But they didn't see it, no human could see past his glamour. Even his eyes which were usually a rich crimson were glowing dimmer than usual today, and they look almost normal, like a deep brown flecked with mahogany. He was getting tired of constantly were those sunglasses anyway.
"Two blacks," he stated and with a skilled flick of his wrist he let the dice roll around the spinning table. Just as he let the dice fly, he heard a feminine voice beside him, and he looked up in time to see an attractive blonde in a right red dress set his whiskey down beside him. Hm, red. His favourite colour. He smirked and stood upright and wrapped his arm around the female's slim waist. "Watch this," he whispered and pointed to the spinni g table that was slowing down, the dice tumbling around less and less. When the table stopped, the dice rolled a few more times and sure enough, both landed on separate black squares.
"Yes!" He masked his demonic cackle with a harty laugh and slapped hands with several men who'd become his small cheering section. He gladly added the chips to his pile and turned to the shot girl who was still encircled in his arm. He smiled at her, flashing perfect white teeth (if she was human) and raised the glass of whiskey to his lips. "Impressive no?"
He smiled around the glass and took a sip, the ice cube chinking around the glass as it moved. "Mm. Bring a tequila next time okay? This isn't strong enough." He laughed with the other men and finished his drink. It was true though. The scalding heat inside his demon body burned up any alcohol before it could even begin to tamper with his bloodstream, hence Jongup not begin drunk despite that many drinks he's had already.

@Jongup

The blonde sighed as she walked into the casino. She wasn't usually one to come to such a place. But tonight, she had been asked by a friend to work as a shot girl. Being the good friend that she was, she couldn't refuse.
And so, here she was in a short, red dress with a tray in hand, serving alcohol to the poor ers that were gambling away their homes and businesses in the name of greed. It slightly disgusted her to be completely honest, but it wasn't like she was allowed to say anything.
She approached a blonde man that appeared a bit young to be in a place such as this, let alone drinking a drink as potent as the one he had ordered. "Ah, here you are sir." She said as she stood beside him at the roulette table, placing his glass of whiskey down in front of him. She caught a wiff of the cologne that he was wearing, and she glanced up to meet his gaze.