Of love and war (Angel and Demon rp)

[Ravendarus]

Kokara blinked when she say something flying in the woods, she spread her black and white wings and took off after him, "What are you doing here?" She questioned.

[Mardigraskit]

Fushia grabbed the necklace and wraped it around her neck before she flew into the shadows of the trees.

[.:OboeLove:.]

Damon smiled, "Don't fret, my dear." His voice was soft in her ear before he gently kissed her, from the top of her jaw to her chin. Suddenly he released, pulling his wings back and in a flash he was sitting beside her, his legs crossed. "What's up, Demon babe?"

[Ravendarus]

Iyou blushed madly, "W-Well I.. I-I uh.. I was j-just sitting" Iyou stammered shyly.

[.:OboeLove:.]

Damon chuckled, taking her hand in his. He rubbed it slowly, feeling her soft skin. His dark eyes looked into hers, his mischievous, a classic trait of Damon. He ran a finger down her cheek and smiled, "When you blush you look as red as a rose."

[Ravendarus]

Iyou blushed more and looked down, "T-Thank you" She said sheepishly. She certainly was strange for a demon.

[.:OboeLove:.]

Damon pressed his soft, smooth lips against her hand and stood up in another flash of black. His wings were dark, raven black, his clothes pitch-black, his hair a dark shade of black, only his skin light. Even his skin was a rich tan. "Come, dance with me." He asked, his tone innocent and pleading as he held out his hand.

[Ravendarus]

Iyou looked at him she nodded her head sheepishly, "O-Okay" She said, reaching out her small hand, she was lean but beautiful, slender, but when she needed to be she was very strong. Her light fragile form, her dark long black hair that seemed to coil around her shoulders falling loosely over them and tumbling down her sides. Her eyes a black purple colour. Her tiny wings slightly torn from her past. She reached out and took his hand.

[.:OboeLove:.]

Damon smiled, "That's my girl." He murmured, wrapping one of his hands around her waist and holding the other. He then started them in a slow waltz, his feet smooth, coordinated. His wings draped over them, allowing little light in. He bent his head down, pressing his cheek to hers. "You are beautiful.."

[Ravendarus]

Iyou blushed as she waltzed with him, she was graceful, but feared slipping up. She looked at him, "I-I thank you, y-you are r-rather hansom y-yourself" She stammered.