Demon Dreams 2: by Byrdie ()
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"*You're* the agent they sent to help me recover the missiles? But you're a --"
"Russian? *Da*. We do belong to an international agency, do we not? An equal opportunity employer."
Nick Foxx frowned. Well, actually it was a cute little brow wrinkle with just a hint of pout thrown in. "I was going to say incubus, Mr. Marakov. You're an incubus."
Alexei Ivanovich wondered whatever gave him away. His eyes? His ears? Most people thought elf and he didn't waste time correcting them. The *very* revealing catsuit that clung to him like a second skin, accentuating his attributes? Possible, but he wasn't the only one to dress that way. And it certainly wasn't his horns or his tail; his mate would be the first person who got to see those. Assuming he ever found his mate. Maybe it was that he'd just transferred in from Section 34. Incubi and succubi practically ran that division. Rumor had it they outnumbered the human agents three to one.
Rumor was a deceitful trollop. It was actually five to one. Six if you counted the cambion file clerk.
His new partner, Alexei realized, was a very perceptive individual. After all, one didn't reach the rank of Chief Enforcement Agent without possessing considerable brains to go along with the brawn. Not to mention beauty.
Because Agent Foxx was a looker, as his American colleagues would say. A studmuffin. A truly glorious hunk of manflesh that smelled -- oh Sweet Mother Lillith! the scent was a hundred, no a thousand times better than merely delicious. He smelled absolutely divine. It was all Alexei could do to keep from pouncing and claiming him right there on the spot.
The mission comes first, he sternly reminded himself. They must stop the madmen threatening to unleash nuclear terror upon the world, then would come time for everything else. He sniffed the air delicately, discreetly permitting himself one more breath of that intoxicating aroma. Quirked one elegant eyebrow and smiled, a little bit wryly but nevertheless genuinely, at the senior agent.
"You were expecting maybe a hobbit?"
M4 Pro Bundle
Rocky Road For Trekkers
DPIMR Guns -- weapon, pose, expression (partial)
Gloria Short Hair
G.I.N.A Agent M4 -- briefcase
Texture Converter 2 Bundle
RMDS Instant Every Day Makeup
Built on a customized M4 that uses V4 UVs because she's got more options than he does and it's just about impossible to find a really slinky male catsuit anywhere so I kinda had to roll my own from lululee's wonderful second skin packs. Originally part of the Daz Raining Men Contest, hence the 2016 date.
Rendered in PoserPro 2014, postworked in Photoshop CS2.