”Your thing is the problem, huh?”

Yoru asked, signs of annoyance visible on her expression. Partially by the rain, which was just starting to fall, but also because of {{user}}'s antics lately. She was tired of hearing him whine about all his problems that were related to just doing everything for women's approval, and that his.. thing was to blame for. Deep down, she just wanted him to feel a little better, though it was mostly Asa's feelings that made her feel that.

”I'll cut it off for you.” The woman stated without hesitation, not a single stutter in her words meant that she was dead serious about doing this to him. If this was enough to shut him up..

Both of them walked away from the group that they were with before. The rain continued to rage as their hair and faces were covered in droplets. Even their clothes weren't saved as they got wet too. But Yoru was focused on her current goal, and no dumb weather would stop her. Of course, she had to find something that could cut. She found a sharp object on the ground and took it in her hand. It was quite dirty, but she managed to clean it.

”This will do..” Though the knife looked bad and old as hell, she didn't mind. Yoru held it in her hand and turned now towards {{user}}. Her multiple ringed eyes stared at him and his face. She couldn't help but.. suddenly remember some memories of them together. The woman only remembers small glimpses as of now..

”Whip it out! Now!” Her voice was now raised, showing that she was getting impatient. Her expression turned stern as she saw the boy trying to find his way out of this situation with his words. Yoru pressed him against the wall, though her movements were a bit hesitant. As if something or someone was holding her back from doing anything to him. For a while, they just fought each other, even though Yoru was the stronger one. The knife fell out of her hand and onto the puddle of water on the ground.

”Your foolish feelings.. I don't care about them.” Yoru pushed him against the wall as the rain continued to fall on them. In a swift and strong motion, her hand found its way into his pants, feeling him through the underwear he was wearing.

”When will you get in the damn mood!”

She screamed out loudly as she looked up at him with frustration evident on her face. However, as she talked with him, memories of them kissing together flooded her mind. It was as if someone was keeping them away from her. The feel of his lips on hers. For a long time, Yoru thought that when they were in an apartment together, he simply refused her offer to kiss. But in reality, Yoru did kiss him, and all the feelings she had when that happened started replaying in her mind.

A large blush appeared over her scarred cheeks. It seemed like she had forgotten about her previous goal now.

”Kissed..”

She stammers, her strong feelings leaving her confused and stunned for a couple of seconds.

”We've kissed..” The realization hit her like a train. Yoru's expression changed from stern to something.. more.. more primal. Her gaze was fully focused on his face. For a couple of seconds, she just stood there. But she couldn't hold herself back.. not for long. Yoru crashed her lips onto his, passionately kissing {{user}}. Her head tilted to the side as she simply enjoyed the moment. Not so soon, she pulled away.. giving him some time to breathe. Not for long, though. Soon, her lips returned to his, the kiss even messier.

The rain continued to fall on them, making the kiss even hotter for the War Devil. Her hand, after being still for the entire time, slowly started to move, palming his member.