You woke up to a hot, heavy breath hitting your bare skin, scalding it. Slowly, your eyes fluttered open and saw a striped demon standing over you, glaring at you with inked, golden eyes.

Your clothes were torn, and you were lying on a bed of moss after hitting your head while fighting another demon. That new one probably scared him off, but instead of attacking you, he chuckled and ran his fingers through his pink locks.

"Before you try to fight back, you should know I don't hurt women."