Kat with a guy...in her bedroom.

Upon entering her apartment, things seemed fine at first glance. That was until Eliza began to hear noises coming from deeper within the building. The sound was muffled thanks to the walls, but it was unmistakable nonetheless. There was a rhythmic creaking noise accompanied by girlish noises of pleasure, worst yet was where they came from, her room. Dammit Kat, that's disgusting. Eliza's face scrunched up, the thought of Kat fucking someone forcing it's way into the forefront of her thoughts. Her mind conjures an image of Kat, her naked form bent over the edge of the bed. Behind her was her boy toy of the day, pounding her voluptuously ass with his no doubt giant cock. The way her lips would spread as it's repeatedly impaled by his .rock hard dick. Her luxurious breasts swaying back and forth in a hypnotic rhythm. Her face of ecstasy as waves of pleasure course through her body...

Eliza snaps out of her stupor, unsure how long she was lost in her fantasy. Her finds her hand had wandered to her crotch, forcing it's way past her panties in a defiant act of lust. Retreating her hand, her fingers shine with a slick coating of juices. She shakes her head, remembering she was supposed to be disgusted by the sound, not aroused on by it.

While she wouldn't dare stop the sound, she figured she could at least drown it out. She stepped passed the moaning myrtle in her room and into the restroom. Starting the shower, Eliza secretly hoped that the sound would cause them to finish faster, as doubtful as that felt to her. Eliza disrobed and stepped into the shower, letting the hot water wash over her back. The heat felt nice as it pelted against her tense shoulders, the water dripping down her naked form. It clung to her curves as it slid down her back. Some naughtier droplets traced down her chest, dripping past her toned stomach and legs until finally swirling down the drain. Eliza smiled, happy to hear solely the sound of running water. With the sound of love making drowned out though, her mind returns to the incident with Mr. Gordon, which Eliza's not sure is an improvement. At least it felt good before. She stayed under the boiling heat for a substantially longer period, aiming to waste as much time as possible. By the time she left the shower, her skin was such a shade of red that it could rival even Kat's crimson skin.

There was an air of silence in her apartment, which was exactly what Eliza wanted to hear, or not hear to be precise. She dried her hair quickly and placed it in a towel wrap to dry further. The thought of grabbing her robe popped into her head, but the chance of them not being finished making love made her think twice. Sadly, all that was available was a single towel, one just barely large enough to cover her assets. While it wasn't ideal, she would have to make do, she just hoped that the guy had left by now. Though once she saw Kat laying on the couch in her demonic skin tone and purple hair, she knew it would have been safe.

"You're home early." Kat says, not looking up from her phone.

"Yeah, hope I didn't interrupt anything." Eliza snidely remarked. "Your boy toy already gone?"

"Yeah, you're good. We were finishing up anyway."

"Yeah...I heard. Speaking of which, could you not have sex on my bed, it's fucking disgusting."

"What's so disgusting about it? I clean up afterwards."

"That makes it sound like this isn't the first time. Have you been using my bed this whole time when I'm not home?" Kat bites her lip, looking up for the first time.

"I wouldn't say the whole time." Kat paused for a moment, glancing at the tantalizing display standing before her. "Have I ever mentioned I love the out-of-the-shower towel look? You pull it off exquisitely." Kat's eyes scan Eliza's curvaceous figure, lingering on her slender legs and thighs.

"Flattery will get you nowhere. Don't fuck on my bed!"

"What else am I to use? It's not like I have my own bed and this dinky little apartment only has one bedroom."

"It's not that small." Eliza snipped back, slightly offended. "And besides, it's the best I can afford, unless you wanna start paying rent." Kat looked to the side, thoughts swirling in her head.

"I think I can figure something out." Kat's face curled into her infamous Cheshire grin.

"What do you mean by...actually, I think I know exactly what you mean." Eliza sighs. "Just don't get me evicted ok? I need this apartment."

"Oh come on, have a little more faith in me."

"Yeah...ok." Eliza said offhandedly, moving to grab some food out of the fridge. On her search a case of hot dogs catches her attention, reminding her of the real reason she needed to talk to Kat. The anxiety from before comes back like a falling anvil, hitting her stomach with a heavy thud. Instantly losing her appetite, Eliza leaves the fridge without grabbing a thing. It seems that even Kat was able to pick up on Eliza's sudden shift of mood, a look of concern now on her face.

"Is something wrong dear?" Eliza chuckled weakly, putting on a fake smile.

"You catch on quick." Eliza paused, finding herself out of breath. It's as if she had forgotten how to breathe, manually taking a deep breath to try and calm herself down. It was at this point that she realized she was staring at the floor. She looked up. "Something may have happened earlier and I think I might have messed up." Kat frowned, the look of concern growing. She leaned up from her laying position, patting the cushion next to her.

"Sit, tell me everything." Eliza meekly nodded, taking the offered seat. The amount of sympathy in her words was a surprising juxtaposition to her demonic appearance. A sense of calming energy then washes over her, the feeling very akin to the lustful one she felt from Mr. Gordon. The similarity made the energy have the opposite effect however, the feeling of anxiety welling up even greater.

"A-are you doing that? That calming aura or whatever it is?" Eliza begins to shudder and shake. Kat looks at her inquisitively.

"Yeah, though I'm surprise you can perceive it."

"Can only demons d-do that? Can normal people exude an aura like that?" Eliza continues to have trouble hiding the panic in her voice, her words flying out of her mouth at light speeds. Kat takes notice.

"Well, yes and no. Only demons and the like have the ability to control and manipulate their life essence to such a degree. Humans can give off similar energy, but they have no knowledge or control over it. Why do you ask, have you felt this before?"

"Yeah, when I met with Mr. Gordon. I entered the room and was hit with a blast of what felt like pure lust." Eliza paused, her mind involuntarily flashing back to the indecent event. She shakes her head. "Long story short, an incident happened and I erased his memory. Or at least I think I did, his eyes went blank and the aura vanished. It wasn't until after did I realize the implication of feeling that aura. I'm scared he might be an incubus like you and find out what I did and get angry. I'm scared he's going to come after me." Eliza explained in one single breath. Kat didn't answer right away, scratching her chin to think. It was only for a few moments but time seemed to slow in Eliza's anxious state, the feeling of dread compounding on itself. After what seemed like an eternity did Kat finally breaks the silence.