Etna

"...they're starting to creep me out," I said quite suddenly as Etna laid out on my bed, her tail holding the remote for the television. ...well, I suppose it was more like 'our bed' now. Etna was pretty much my first and foremost.

Her tail turned the TV off as she sighed, leaning back. "Tell me about it...Bea hasn't tried ANYTHING with me. No peeking, no groping...she's even stopped stealing my panties!" she exclaimed. I quirked an eyebrow at her. "Yeah, she thinks I didn't know," the demoness said, dismissing it with a wave of her hand.

I laid next to her. "You actually MISS that?" I asked, surprised. Etna's cheeks turned pink. "Um...I...I dunno, it was kinda...flattering, you know? And...I don't know, she's not like other Prinnies..." Indeed she wasn't...to Etna. I don't think I ever heard her address any of them by name. Yet she had just called her "Bea". I was beginning to wonder if her feelings toward Etna were not...entirely rejected.

Shaking my head, I sighed. "Abby's the one who's scaring me the most. She's behaving like Cammie did...working on everything, almost at once...I'm hoping we're not seeing a repeat performance," I mused. Etna nodded, rubbing her chin. "There may be only one way to fix this..." I went on. "...we may have to give them what they want..."

Etna stared at me. "No way! I...I can't let a Prinny...I mean..." she stammered. "Etna...it's okay...I told you a thousand times, no matter what happens, you're my girl," I assured her, stroking her cheek. Etna bit her lip, mulling it over.