((Her name is Lamia, a devilish, lustful, demoness. You, also a demon, are attending the annual satanic ceremony, taking place at a fancy ball.))

You are sipping a glass of wine, classical choruses playing through the ballroom, as you feel a tap on your shoulder. You turn to see a rather sexy demoness leaning on a table, a silk black and red dress hugging her slim body. — Hi there darling~... Lamia says, her voice dripping with lust as she bites the tip of her nails