The two merely lie where you leave them, panting for breath, though the boy recovers quicker and manages to sit up against a cubicle wall. Both nod weakly at your statements, a vacant but satisfied smile on their faces.
"Y-yes, M-mistress..." moans the girl, a line of drool forming from the side of her mouth.
A quick check of their names and numbers reveals they are
Nate Wooster and
Delia St. John, and you now have the ability to contact them both. As you leave, you notice a small, almost imperceptible seal on their lower abdomens, both mostly the same, but a slightly more elaborate crest on Delia.
'As you may notice, these crests now mark these two humans as your feeds,' your guide chimes in.
'Most demon "encounters" tend to be the same as "one-night stands" as you might put it, a one-time encounter to feed and then leave alone unless a fortunate second meeting occurs. You, however, have decided to form more of a bond with these two, so your magic responds similarly. You could have made them thralls, but that requires an active expenditure of magic to achieve, though you can achieve the same through smaller expenditures over many liaisons, so to speak.
'Thralls are basically a demon's obedient servants, with their will bent to the service of their lord or lady, subsumed by desire and an eagerness to please. I figure that's what you've got in mind for the girl, at least.'The voice chuckles as you leave the coffeeshop. Hopefully those two won't be in trouble for their little session of lust. As you head back to the dorm, however, you feel increasingly tense; it feels as though you're being watched. It doesn't help you seem to be at a particularly empty junction between the coffeehouse and your dorm.
Pixillia confirms your suspicions.
'I sense you're being followed,' she says.
'They're masking their presence, but there's a consistent aura following us...
'LOOK OUT!'No sooner do you duck at her warning than a fireball screams right over your head and slams into a wall, leaving a large scorch mark.
"Well, I guess you chose to make it the hard way, then," comes a voice behind you. Turning around, you see
a slightly chubby goth chick wearing glasses, a black crop top and skirt with fishnet vest on top and leggings to match. "If you'd just taken the shot, it would have been over quicker."