Demon Party

[DragonMasterX]

The double doors to the party opened and at least a dozen of undead servants announced the entrance of the demon world's king. Demitri Maximoff was wearing his usual attire of elegant clothes, cape and a silky white handkerchief wrapped around his neck. His large muscles stretched those to almost obscene levels and he didn't take long to begin getting stares from the differentiated crowd. His servants (also bodyguards) had already spread themselves and confounded with the rest.

A smirk drew itself on Demitri's lips as he looked at the various naked women, tastying their necks visually as he began subtly hovering above the floor, approaching Akuma past his side as he continued teasing Lilith. He had taken a dry, blood martini from one of the waitresses that had been eyeing him and after a sip he smugly told the host: "Your mannerism with your guests has always been terrible, and in spite of this you've managed to hold your ground with a decent decoration. Cheers, Akuma," he complimented, eyes closed.

Nyu was in her human form wearing a long red elegant dress. She was stalking the waiters that carried plates with seafood, "I want the sushi, nyah..." she hungrily said to herself, "Ah... Gimme! Mew!" she pounced one after having scared them, smiling as she caused them to run away while Nyu was left to feast upon the snacks.

It wasn't long before she noticed Demitri's frivolous entrance, which stunned her as she was big on strong guys. She subtly began following him, unaware that it was his vampiric aura attracting her, but her own clumsiness halted her tracks as she bumped onto the cattering Lucifer. She fell onto her butt with a small groan, "Oww, nyah... I'm sorry, nyah, I wasn't looking!" she cutely apologized with her head down, not yet realizing she was speaking to the devil himself.