Malicia
"Then, let's get down to bussiness~" She sang out to the tune of a suspiciously familiar song. The demon led her to a door of a grand scale, with the words "~Elizabeth~" engraved upon it in shimmering gold, and beneath it saying "Authorized People Only."
Behind the door was the utterly overbearing source of demonic magic. Power emenated from behind it, and, to those really sensitive, they could tell all the enchantments led back to her. Behind the door, she felt an utterly impregnable mind, one whose her mind control slammed into a wall and was stopped short, grabbed, and thrown out.
"Be careful who you read, Forest. If I was younger and less mature, your mind would have jelly about now." A voice spoke out as the doors opened on their own. Malicia pushed Forest inside, as the doors shut behind them. She reached down and grabbed Forest's hand, squeezing it for emotional support. She was quite aware Elizabeth could be quite overbearing at first.
Elizabeth
If Malicia was beautiful, words did not describe Elizabeth. Forest could feel a primal longing for this woman as soon as she set eyes upon her. She wanted her, and knew that she was far above her in the pecking order. A feeling of lust and longing washed over Forest.
A short, pink haired woman smiled at her from her perch atop the couch. She wore an impossibly form-fitting purple backless dress that could only be the work of magic. It clung tightly to her perfect figure, snugly revealing all of her curves, as well as clinging tightly to her hefty bulge on her body.
A priceless bottle of wine sat upon a table in front of her, with three glasses sitting next to it, as well as a bowl of freshly cut fruit.