HOT HOT HOT!

Wyvern Eggs apparently didn't hold a candle to the hot sauce I owned. Etna's eyes watered as she took a bite and she grabbed her juice and chugged. "Careful. It's hot," I warned far too late. She gave me a glare that could melt ice and huffed.

Shrugging, I took a bite of my own breakfast. "I told you that you were putting on too much," I reminded her. She took a smaller bite. "It just caught me by surprise. Are you sure these are wyvern eggs?" the demoness questioned, poking it with her fork as she chewed. I nodded in reply and she just stared at the eggs in surprise. "...if it's not wyvern eggs...what kind of eggs are they?" she mumbled. It might not have been a question intended for me. Hmm...did they have chickens in the Netherworld?

Suddenly we both jumped. Etna blushed heavily. Her tail had wrappy around my leg and was sliding up and down. "Your tail is quite...anrmous..." I remarked. Etna blushed harder. "It's never done this before...it usually does everything I want it to do. ...maybe I hit my head or something. That can fuck things up, right?" Her tail tried to work its way up my leg, but found itself too short to reach its goal.

"Maybe," I agreed, reaching down to pet her tail. Etna shivered. Was her tail sensitive? "It's not a dog," she muttered. "Maybe so...but it seems interested in getting itself a bone," I teased. Etna groaned. "You're such a teasing bastard..."