Suerte
"Oh!" Suerte yelped as she was pulled closer, feeling those greedy fingers sinking into her round cheeks. The downside to her having such dainty small hands was that she couldn't grab most of the cheek, but the thought in of itself forced a prideful grin. Her already warm snatch starting to moisten as she felt that thing poking her again. She had forgotten how big it was. Looking up at Vanilla from her chest, the glint in her eyes were reflected in Suerte's. "Sure, but you're going to have to wait out here for me to clean up the bathroom. We will need to talk about this more."
With that, she hopped of the couch with a spring in her step. With her back to Vanilla, she elegantly took off her top, tossing it to the side before looking back at Vanilla with a smirk and walking towards the bathroom, her hips swaying back and forth as she moved. The door to the bathroom flew open, crashing into the wall with a loud thud. "Oh! It seems I got a little excited," she said going in, shutting the door behind her.
There was nothing to clean up inside. In fact, it was squeaky clean. No, she just wanted a moment to gather her thoughts after all of that. She looked in the mirror, checking out the rock hard abs Vanilla gave her during their time together in the club. She flexed an arm, remembering the power her body had even without it being so obvious. Yeah... she could do this. No she wanted to. The demon had seen her vulnerable, but she was not a weakling. When Vanilla opened up that door, she would show the demon her own determination.