Helltaker - Scouting out your "ass-ets" - [JennyDK & BlakeRP]

[JennyDK]

Roleplay between: @JennyDK and @BlakeRp

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Ever since the quartet of demons - those being Lucifer, Judgement, Zdrada and Beelzebub - moved to the human realm, they have been trying to adjust to the norms, rules and customs of the place. It has only been about a month since they shifted planes, but have managed to set up a talent agency by working together. It is not yet very successful or have lots of clients, but the demons doing fairly well still and the reputation of their unique "sort" also helps boost how they sometimes turn heads from this fact. They have set up base in a smaller sized mansion from where they also run their private little business.

Today they have moved out to a stadium that is currently having a smaller amateur league sort of tournament as they are trying to scout out any and all potential clients they can and this seems like one such place where it could be possible.

Due to how this is not being anything too massive, there are plenty of seats and even a good number of them being front row ones. So the quartet take places right next to each other there, so they have the best view of the court and await for the participants to come out and get started.

Demons:

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Zdrada


Lucifer

Judgement

 

Beelzebub

 

[BlakeRp]

The volleyball match is well underway, the court echoing with the sharp smacks of the ball against palms and the floor, the crowd's cheers rising with each intense rally. Ezria, the standout catgirl on her team, has been dominating the game, her lithe and fit body a blur of agile motion as she spikes and blocks with precision. Her glossy black hair, pulled into a messy ponytail, clings slightly to her sweat-dampened neck, while her piercing red eyes lock onto the ball with fierce determination. Cat ears perched alertly, twitching at every whistle, and her fluffy tail lashing behind her like a whip, she embodies raw athletic prowess.

Her outfit clings provocatively, soaked with exertion: the skimpy black sports bra molds to her firm, perky tits, the fabric translucent in spots from the sweat, heaving with each breath she takes. Those tiny red booty shorts hug her bouncy, rounded ass, riding up just enough to tease as she leaps for another kill, her muscles rippling under her sun-kissed skin. Knee-high socks are smudged with court dust, but they accentuate her toned legs perfectly.

Ezria's scored most of her team's points already, her spikes thunderous and unstoppable, leaving the opposing team scrambling. She's drenched in a glistening sheen of sweat that trails down her neck, between her cleavage, and over her exposed, toned tummy—flat and sculpted with visible abs that flex as she wipes her forehead with the back of her hand. Panting lightly but far from worn out, she bounces on her toes during a brief timeout, her red eyes scanning the front row where the quartet of demons sits, a sly, confident smirk curling her lips as if daring them to notice her even more. She's strong, ready, and loving every second of the spotlight.

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[JennyDK]

It doesn't take long before the match starts and it soon turns very fast, frantic and energetic before the eyes of the demons sitting in the crowd. It soon becomes clear to them that one player in particular stands out quite a lot and they collectively look at each other and nod with eager grins on their faces. It is both the stunning looks of Ezria and the prowess of her moves and athletic ability that draws their eyes to her increasingly much and eventually end up glued to her. Their own bodies seem to squirm and wiggle about from a sudden and unexpected growth in interest, both from wanting to recruit her as well as other and more carnal ways. Of course, they cannot help but unconsciously show their....appreciation...in some fashion.

The quartet of very bosom heavy horned demons try to sit more comfortly as their legs spread more and the pants of their business suits are nowhere baggy enough - in fact they are tailored properly so as to look good - and even amidst the hectic back-and-forth of the match, it is impossible to ignore and unsee that they all seem to sport some fat, throbbing buldges as they watch on with glee and anticipation. Instead of cheering, they instead give the young human wiiiiide smug grins and smirks and eager headnods.

[BlakeRp]

Ezria wiped the sweat from her brow with the back of her hand, her fluffy black cat ears twitching as she caught her breath during the sudden break. The crash on the court had been chaotic — someone from the other team slamming into the table, twisting an ankle or something — but she was fine, just a little winded from the frantic pace.

She plopped down on the chair near the sidelines, grabbing her water bottle and taking a long, slow sip. The cool liquid slid down her throat, but as she lowered the bottle, her eyes flicked over to the quartet of demons in the crowd.

They were impossible to miss — four busty, horned women with curves that could stop traffic, all dressed in sharp business suits that did nothing to hide their... enthusiasm. Ezria's tail curled curiously behind her as she noticed the way they were squirming, legs spread, those fat, throbbing bulges straining against their pants like they were about to burst free.

Her cheeks flushed a soft pink, but a playful, bratty little smile tugged at her lips. She liked the look of them — strong, confident, and clearly very interested in her.

With a flick of her ear, she raised a hand and gave them a cute, flirty wave, her tail swishing high in the air.

"Hey there~!" she called out cheerfully, her voice carrying over the murmurs of the resting players. "You four look like you're enjoying the game a lot. What's your deal? Fans? Scouts? Or just here to watch a cute catgirl kick some ass on the court?"

She tilted her head innocently, but her eyes sparkled with mischief as she took another sip of water, letting a few drops "accidentally" spill down her chin and onto her tight volleyball top, making the fabric cling even more to her perky chest. Her hips shifted slightly in the chair, making her shorts ride up just a bit as she waited for their answer, clearly enjoying the attention

[JennyDK]

Things get a bit less hectic as the teams pause due to a minor accident, but luckily no one seems really hurt. Time-out is still in place until the situation is dealt with, giving the other players and coaches a small window of time to catch their breaths and reevalutate and the like.

The quartet don't want to make their ogling TOO obvious, so they try to not stare at Ezria nonstop and too intensively. Of course, their attention towards is still apparent and clear, so the player is likely well aware of how she has gotten their eyes on her more than what seem like normal fans and onlookers. As she gives them a wave, they perk up quite a bit as they grin big and wide and give a variety of waves, head nods and winks of the eye, all of them clearly meant to be a response to her low key interacting with the four of them.

They are somehow able to hear her voice through the crowd, the music on the speakers and whatever other noises run through the air. The leader of the bunch, Lucifer, is often the one who speaks on behalf of the full group when they are out together and on business."Well....seeing how well you are doing...I would say a little bit of all of them. If you are interested....we would love to discuss partnership...when you are able to", she says and pulls out a business  card to show her, though it is not too easy to see on this distance.

[BlakeRp]

As the final whistle blows, sealing her team's victory with a satisfying score, Ezria lets out a triumphant whoop, her lithe body glistening under the stadium lights from the intense match. Sweat beads trail down her sun-kissed skin, soaking into her skimpy black sports bra that's now semi-translucent in spots, the thin fabric clinging tightly to her firm, perky tits and outlining her hardened nipples from the exertion. Her tiny red booty shorts are plastered to her bouncy, rounded ass, riding up even higher as she moves, the material damp and see-through enough to hint at the curves beneath. Strands of her glossy black hair have escaped her ponytail, sticking to her neck and framing her piercing red eyes, which sparkle with adrenaline and curiosity. Her cat ears flick forward attentively, and her fluffy tail sways with a mix of exhaustion and excitement, while her toned tummy—flat and defined—flexes with each deep breath she takes.

Instead of heading straight to the locker room, Ezria saunters over to the front row where the intriguing quartet sits, her hips swaying enticingly, sneakers squeaking softly on the court floor. She's still catching her breath, a light sheen of sweat making her look even more alluring, like a victorious warrior fresh from battle. Up close, she flashes them a playful grin, her red eyes roaming over each of them—taking in their demonic allure, the confident vibes, and those sexy, otherworldly features—with unabashed interest.

"Hey there, you four," she purrs, her voice husky from the game but laced with flirtatious energy. She extends a hand, her nails painted a sleek black, for a shake or whatever greeting they prefer. "I'm Ezria. Couldn't help but notice you all checking out the action... or maybe just me?" She tilts her head, cat ears twitching, as she glances at the business card Lucifer had flashed earlier. "So, about that partnership talk—I'm all ears. What's the deal with your agency? You don't exactly look like your average scouts." Her tail curls curiously behind her, brushing against her damp shorts, as she stands there, unapologetically sweaty and radiant, eager to hear more from this captivating group.

[JennyDK]

Seeing the young human perform as well as the impact that the match has on her clothing which practically sticks even more to her lovely forms, is surely a treat both professionally and privately for the four demons. Their eyes glued to her even further and intensively after their short little interaction in the timeout of the game. Their own bodies seem to sit even more uneasy and lightly squirming onto their seats and Ezria surely will have spotted a few times where she saw of them lick their lips and give seductive looks. The buldges in their business suit pants even more distinct and fat looking as well, surely letting her know they pack a lot of "heat" all of them.

The game seems over even faster for all of them as their focus become a bit more enthralled with her body and looks than the actual match going on. All four of them happy to see her coming straight over to their seats once the thing is over and they are eager to try and get to talk to her some more. The four of them have their clothing ever so slightly "ruffled" as they have squirmed around and tried to readjust their collar part of their suits and generally many other small places. They radiate an otherworldly sort of aura and energy and not only due to their demonic nature. They all have wide and eager grins plastered to their faces.

The first to react and speak being the leader of the group, Lucifer. The horned beauty stands up as well and instinctively reaches in for a nice, firm handshake, though with a light squeeze."Ohhhh, greetings dear mortal. Yes...yes we were indeed....to both of those statements. We are talent agents...all working together too and out here because we heard of a young and prime talent...which I assume must be you from the looks of the match. I am Lucifer and these are my....sisters...of sorts. Judgement, Zdrada and Beelzebub", she says, nodding at each of them as she speaks their names and they too give affirmative nods in return."I am VERY sure you too gave us plenty of eye action too, babe", Beelzebub is the next to chime in, though she keep herself seated."Well, of course she did...we are stunning and sexy as fuck....and very worth to stare at for long....of course, it is still a pleasure to talk to you Ezria", the white haired Judgement adds to the conversation while she looks her over with no shame at all.