Demon's heart. Raven's eye.

Gliding across the skies of the island, Iaemor smirked to himself. Swooping down towards the dorm buildings of the island's acadermy. He wasn't sure if he really was allowed to be going where he was. However over the long long years, Iaemor was accustomed to breaking rules in pursuit on another. Plus he had already gone out of his way to discover where they lived after their meeting at the cottage the other weekend. Which many would quite look at as being not a normal thing to do. Though the gift he had sent after finding it out, had hopefully gone down as well as he hoped.

Landing graceful by the young women window, Iaemor walked over to the windowledge and leaned his back against it. Going out of his way to make it clear that he wasn't trying to look inside. He didn't know for sure if she was even currently in the room but it wasn't like he was in any rush to be elsewhere. Bringing his hand up over his shoulder clawed finger tips would click against the glass one by one. Loud enough to alaert her that someone was by the window, but not so loud to be invasive. The clicking sound they made changed, as without stopping the motion, Iaemor changed from his normal demonic for to the redhaired horned man that most were more likely to recognise him as. As claws became fingers, the sound turned to a dull tapping on the glass instead.

If she was in, he was sure the tapping would have got her attention by now, so inhaled deeply before talking in a measured tone but enough that it would carry through the glass. Not caring if there were any passes by who might over hear.

"For Demon's heart. Demon's heart. Do thy know what set thee apart.

Of Raven's eye. Raven's eye. To gaze upon thy, make souls doth fly.


After those words were spoken, Iaemor paused but only briefly enough to signify that the poem was over before speaking once more to further explain his actions. "I had hoped not to use poems again so soon, but I would be pleased to know you better so I could bring a more fitting mote of affections." Iaemor grinned to himself as spoke his back still to the window and waited. Hoping that she would say something quickly or that he hadn't just been talking to an empty room.

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@Ghost

Hearing the window be unlatched behind him. Iaemor pushed away from the window and took a step away, as not to be hit by it as Cairo opened it. Turning to look at her she didn't look all that pleased by his presense, nevertheless her mannerism made it clear for him to come inside. Stepping up to the window once more, he looked at her noticing her just woken apperance, her tossled hair and the fact she was wrapped up in a blanket. Most likely to stay warm with the window open, while also being a barrier to his line of sight. Gripping the window ledge, Iaemor hopped up and through the window gracefully and landing quickly stood back up to his full height.

Her displeasure at being woken was made all the more clear, as she straight up said that she was going to shout at him for it. Not the result he had been hoping for but even so he smirked. Casually looking around the room to see how she lived, for some insight into her. "My apologise, I sometime forget the hours most tend to decide to sleep." He sounded as if he was genuinely sorry but in truth he was just glad he hadn't been talking to an empty room. "But hopefully it was a more pleasent an awakening then normal, even if early." He told her, his smirk changing to a bright smile. "Though if your going to shout, I hope you don't end up waking everyone else as well." He added and looked at the door that connected to the hallway and other dorms in the building.

Walking around her, Iaemor spun as he reached her bed. Sitting down softly on the sheet and patting the bed beside him. "Perhaps a more leveled conversation is in order. It would certainly suit your beauty more so then anger." He smiled half expecting his actions to have the opposite effect of calming her. She seemed quite resistant to his advances and the fact he was beckoning her to the bed was likely one she wouldn't like.

Iaemor watched with small amused smile, as Cairo purposly moved to the far side of the bed in order to stay away and then push him out of the bed. Had Iaemor desired to he could have resisted, even in this humanoid shape he was easily stronger the Cairo he was sure. Even so he allowed the smaller girl attempt to push him off ths bed standing as he did rather then falling to the floor. Looking over his shoudler at her curled inside the covers, Iaemor sigh and shook his head before calmly walking towards the window.

The first though that might have entered an onlookers mind was that he simply planned to leave the way he came. However they would have being very much mistaken. In truth Iaemor had noticed her prior struggles with the window and once he reached them, pulled it closed the last fraction and latched back into place. Turning back to face the bed, and seeing her still wrapped up and hiding cuddling the sheets that surronded her. Iaemor couldn't deny the desires rising up inside him to simple rip them away, a desire he resisted glad that it had not been too long since he had last truely feed. If that had been the case fighting back would have been an incredible struggle, and one that if lost would easily deny him a long time focus of his lust for simply a single night.

Smirking to himself though, he clearly had no intention to leave. The flight over wasn't the shortest from his abode and the effort of forcing himself to think like a romantic long enough to compose poetry was not one intended to waist. Crouching down, he unlaced his boots and carefully left them under the window and crossed back towards the bed on silk socked feet with only a little sound. Laying down softly beside, he could see from the way she took comfort from being wrapped up, that secretly she wished some comfort but was sure she wouldn't voice such a thought. So instead he simply took the initative, sliding an arm around her or more correct, her duvet and pulled her balled up self into his side and held her close. "You'll never get back to sleep if you are cold." He said, giving her a reason to justify to herself that accepting the hug was for purely logical reason.

Iaemor chuckled as Cairo sqeaked loudly from under the covers. Struggling weakly against him only to stop doing quicker then he would have expected someone to do so as well as her muffled screams stopping as well. Iaemor quickly pulled the covers back from around her head, and as such allowing her to breath once more he still kept an arm wrapped around her. "You get worn out quickly?" Iaemor said curiously wondering why exactly but before she could reply asked another in follow up to the previous one. "Do you have medicine or something around here?" Slipping his arm from around her but continued to lay next to her.

Staring at the ceiling, Iaemor considered leaving as she had seemed so opposed to his presence. Though doing so if she was seriously ill seemed like a bad idea. The last thing he wanted was her getting seriously sick before he got a chance to continue pressing his attentions on her. Hoping she did have some medicine and that she would tell him where it was, Iaemor broke his gaze away from the ceiling again and turned his head to look at her in the eyes with an expression of concern.

It might have seen as odd for a demon of lusts to show concern but Iaemor did have an impressive protective streak born of his possessive nature. Even more so with those he invested a greater of level of effort into getting to know and try to seduce. She certainly wasn't going to be one to toss aside like thise he simply laid with to feed.

As Iaemor had turned to look at her as Cairo awnsered his question, he noticed that she had pulled free from the sheets. The concerned expression he had, quickly was twisted slightly as he tried to keep overt desire from his gaze. However her apperance was one inciting a reaction from him, and yet mixed with an air of innocence that was only more invigorating. Dragging his gaze away from her, he instead of acting on those impulsed slide from the bed.

Wordlessly heading off to find the bottle of pills Cairo had mentioned along with a glass of water. As he got back to the bed he placed the glass on the closet surface he could along with the pill bottle. Then he leaned down over her. "Come on." He tried to say in a reassuring voice as he would slip an arm under her waist and move to help her sit up slightly. "Don't want you choking or drowning next do we beautiful." He added with a smirk, hinting at his hungers. Though once he had helped prop her up slightly, he let his arm slip away from her once more and turned to grab her the glass of water and a couple of the pills and offer them to her. Once she had taken them, Iaenor would turn his back and close his eye. Turing to keep himself from simply pouncing atop her. Before turning to look over his shoulder at the toy she had been hugging to see if there was one he knew among them