Rolling her lolly around in her mouth, she studied Belami with her dark eyes, and his face flushed. “Well, I’ll be moving in tomorrow. I’ll be sure to come loudly as long as you prove yourself a good neighbor.”
Bel’s face darkened even more, chest hitching. “That’s not—I don’t—”
His sputters died off as Enfys stalked toward him, a predatory smile on her face, and he swallowed thickly. Coming to stop in front of him, she cocked her head, antennas wriggling, and Bel tilted his head to glare up at her challengingly.
She didn’t say a word; she simply stared him down as she wrapped her proboscis around the lolly numerous times. Bel’s focus dropped, and his throat bobbed again. Enfys’s grin widened.
“Oh, precious, you’re going to be fun,” she purred.
“I—I am?” he asked, and she nodded.
“Oh my gods, what is happening?” Gem asked, and Bel shot him a furious glower.
Before he could curse Gem out, Enfys tsked. “Look here, please, not at him. I’m not done with you yet.”
Immediately, Bel looked back at her, eyes wide, wings trembling.
“Yes, you’re going to be very fun, indeed,” Enfys crooned as she offered him her hand. “I’m Enfys.”
“Bel. Belami. But Bel’s fine,” the Spryte stammered as he shook her hand awkwardly. “Or Belami. Whatever you want.”
“WhateverIwant?” The Lepid looked ready to devour him right then and there. “Are you sure about that?”
Gem’s fingers dug into Rusty’s arm until it hurt. “Rusty.”
“I know,” Rusty whispered back.
“Rusty!” Gem squeaked, and Rusty shushed him.
“I know. Just be quiet.”
“Um…” Bel’s throat bobbed and clicked. “Yes?”
“Are you asking or answering?” Enfys demanded.
After a moment of consideration, Bel said, “Answering.”
“Well then, it’s a pleasure to meet you, sweetling,” Enfys crooned, and the Spryte practically melted. “I suppose we’ll be seeing a lot of each other, won’t we?”
Bel nodded, and Enfys’s eyes narrowed.
“When I ask you a question, I’d like you to answer with words,” she said, voice sterner than her word-choice, and Bel shivered.
“Yes. I mean, I’m sorry. Yes, we’ll see a lot of each other.”
“Very good,” Enfys commended, and Bel released a whimper-like noise.
“Oh my gods.” Gem shook Rusty’s arm. “Rusty, oh my gods.”
“Shut up,” Rusty hissed, using his free hand to cover Gem’s mouth.
Enfys spared them an amused glance before she patted Bel’s cheek, just shy of too hard, before popping her lollipop back into her mouth. “Best go inside before anyone sees your erection. Wouldn’t want the neighbors to talk.”
Then she turned and strutted down the hall, not a care in the world. Bel watched her go, mouth ajar, eyes a little dazed. Gem squeaked, pointing at the obvious hard-on in Bel’s pants.
“He’s actually got a boner,” he hissed in Rusty’s ear, but even at a whisper, Bel heard him.
The spell Enfys had cast shattered, and Belami blinked, then glanced down in horror at the tent in his pants. He snarled wordlessly at Gem, revealing the tiniest little fangs before he stumbled into his flat and slammed the door.
