Thread: Magical Faux Pas (TheEndOfNothing&Dreamless)

At first look, Maya thought it was just a typical gross alleyway hook up that she was hearing. This was what people called the 'red light' district after all. What stopped the lavender haired beauty from moving on was the overpowering sense that there was a demon somewhere close and if that was true someone could be in danger. The closer she got though... the more terrified she secretly became. Although after her first fight with Mathias hadn't left any lasting physical scars, the feeling of a demon close made her skin crawl and her palms sweat. Doubt plagued her mind, and she began thinking how stupid of her it was to come out again. Those pathetic feelings slowly slipped away as a figure came within view. A disheveled looking woman sauntered lazily toward her, but Maya felt nothing but disappointment dripping from the woman's aura. She was definitely mortal, but there was something wrong with her. The moment the woman began getting too close for comfort Maya stepped away and opened her mouth to protest, but it was just before she could say something that the woman seemed to realize what she was doing and corrected her path so that they wouldn't run into each other. Her first thought was that the prostitute was drunk or on some sort of drugs, poor thing. Unfortunately mortal afflictions were not something Maya could cure or help. It was only demons that her wand would affect, and not in the way a demon would like. She clutched it firmly in her gloved right hand, but it would be of no use in detecting when the she-demon snuck up on her. Before the magical girl had even the slightest chance of looking back into the dark of the alley, she felt the warmth of a body she hadn't seen coming pressed up against her. All of the reflexes in her body told her to tense up, move away, brace for a fight but something strange happened instead. Instead of the goosebumps raising on her arms and the hair on the back of her neck standing up, every cell in her body felt the need to melt into the other person's warmth. The smell that surrounded her reminded her of a warm Christmas evening by the fire. Complete with caramel treats and cinnamon candles. She told herself moving away too fast would show weakness - and she was not weak. She would be strong, not like last time. She wasn't expecting a sultry women's voice whispering into her ear and for a moment she thought this couldn't be a demon. That thought was toxic, and the second she figured out what kind of demon this was the aura, smell, and thoughts made sense. As much as she wanted to, Maya stayed put as the seductress toyed with her barely covered chest. If anything, it was the demons words that made her freeze rather than her soft touches. I... Her heart skipped at the mention of her previous experience in this body against someone who she would never name. Her breaths turned shallow as she tried to conceal the shock she felt inside her core. Hearing someone else talk about the experience made it real, and Maya had to face that before she faced whatever would try and torment her next. Closing her eyes she did her very best to push whatever images flooded her mind. Why was she seeing this again? Get out of my head, demon . She growled stubbornly before mustering the strength to pull herself away from the creatures grasp. The cold night air seemed to flood her system, and her body immediately showed signs of withdrawal from the warmth the she-demon gave off in the form of goose bumps. She pulled her wand out in front of her vertically this time, in more a defensive fashion than offensive. As if her body still reeled from her last experience her legs grew tighter together, and she managed to take a couple steps back to absorb the full appearance of her enemy.