Page 64 of A Soul to Touch

It was the same with all the women she’d conquered too.

Not once had she ever done the walk of shame. It was always the deviant whistled strut of a well satisfied woman getting what they wanted before disappearing, mostly forever.

Sometimes she’d see them again and had to have the awkward conversation of ‘why did you leave?’, but she often managed to get away from the conversation with an excuse. Other times she just hid to avoid them if she entered their town and saw them on the street.

With a bristling exhale, Mayumi stomped her way back inside and slammed the door shut behind her with a loudbang.Her eyes drifted along all the walls of her home with a glare.

She couldn’t believe a Duskwalker had nailed and bailed on her without even giving her the courtesy of actually feeling that strange cock. She had wanted it, asked for it!

Mayumi had laid herself out as a silver platter, and this is the thanks she got?

If he comes back here...

That thought made her pause.

She had no idea what she’d doifhe came back here.

He said he was here to protect her, and he couldn’t very well do that being gone. Did that mean he intended to come back?

Mayumi felt some of her anger cooling, but only by a small degree.

When he comes back...

The urge to kick his arse for this was strong, but if or when he came back, which was hopefully soon, would he touch her again?

Mayumi had spent her whole life avoiding playing with the same person twice. She hadn’t wanted to be misleading or toy too much with a person’s feelings.

But... shereallywanted that big Duskwalker to come back, more than she was willing to admit.

She wanted to play with him until her heart and body were content. She also didn’t know how long that would take. Could it be days, weeks, months... years?

Mayumi had a deep well of lust that only he could tap into – one that a human could never, ever satisfy. Her desire was based purely on curiosity, discovering a creature most considered a monster.

Would she be the first or only human to fuck a Duskwalker?

A shiver of desire tingled down her spine. She was well aware she was a monsterfucker, or monsterlover... a monster-enthusiast? She didn’t know the right name for it – since it was an unknown lustful desire to most of humanity.

Most didn’t want to rail what went bump in the night, but she’d always found the darkness... arousing. People were often afraid of the dark because they feared they weren’t alone in it, which is why she often found herself biting her lip at a shadow or even a haunted-looking coat.

However, Mayumi was also very interested in just getting to know him. She wanted to learn everything there was to know about Faunus.

Currently, she knew basically nothing.

She wanted to know where he came from, where he lived, and what he’d been doing all his life. She wanted to know his hopes and dreams and if they were different to what a human would seek.

Eventually, a sigh left her lips.

I hope he comes back.

She’d try not to be mad. She really would. She’d ask him where he went, and hopefully, that would reveal more about him.

It better be soon, though.Mayumi had never been a patient person.

Faunus stalked his way deeper inside the Veil’s forest with hesitant, careful, and calculated steps.

He tried not to lift his head too much, hoping to shadow the white of his skull with the hood of his cloak. It was dark even though it was the middle of the day, the constant foreboding gloom and haunting trees creating shade, but he knew the eyes of Demons were superior to those of humans.

Every noise caused him to spook and redirect his path slightly just to avoid whatever had made it. Since he was travelling on all fours, he lowered himself if he smelt a Demon nearby.

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