Chapter 339

• She leaned down toward him, rubbed her closer big ram horn against the side of his head, and reached out with her further arm. She ran the blunt side of a claw along the half of his chest not covered by armor, and again clicked a few times. As much as David knew he really sucked at reading people, and could never tell if a girl was flirting or not, Daoka was literally pressing up against him, rubbing on him, and tracing lines on his skin with her claws.
• "I uh... oh... shit, I... said... t-two sexy demons, didn't I?" Ah shit he was stuttering. "I... I um... Sorry? I mean, I didn't mean--"
• Daoka pulled away with a hiss and a couple hard clicks.