Hannah
"H-Hey!" Hannah inched back, hand on her forehead, only to freeze again and slowly rub the spot. "You make me sound like I belong in an NA meeting or something."
Been there, done that, didn't get the coin to prove it.
Shape shifting was great for covering track marks, though.
The demon sorceress laid back on the bed again then, and spread her arms out while looking up so she didn't have to see Elizabeth masturbating in front of her anymore. "What kind of demon lord are you, anyway? Where's the other shoe? You know, the one you're gonna smack me with when I'm not looking?"
Now, she sounded sarcastic, even as one of her hands rested on her stomach covering the mark of their pact.