At that moment, Jace knew he was before a Demoness!
The woman herself was definitely a mid-sequence Beyonder, and likely from the 'Demoness' pathway.
If it was a Sequence 7 'Witch', the woman would have just been pretty, but this chick was like a ten on ten baddie and had unnatural charm, so she was likely a Sequence 6 'Demoness of Pleasure'.
The biggest and most obvious clue was her touch on Margret's/Jace's cheek; it was stimulating enough to turn on a person!
But Jace was a Sequence 6 and from the Seer pathway at that, so he was barely affected. However, Margret was a normal girl, so Jace had to portray her reaction!
As the woman in the dark green dress touched Margret, her body stiffened, her thighs under her red dress instinctively closed up tighter, and she looked away shyly hearing the compliment and hiding her physical reaction...
The Demoness removed her hand from the face and took hold of Margret's nervous hand that was resting on her lap.
Margret again felt the stimulation, but she held on.
The woman smiled. "You are Ronald's sister, aren't you?" she asked, while softly caressing Jace's hand with her thumb.
Margret nodded softly.
The Demoness gripped his hand firmly. "Oh, you seem a little flushed... are you alright?" she asked with some concern, as if she did not know what was wrong.
Margret got up again. "I'm fine—" but due to being drunk, her footing faltered; her eyes widened in panic as she started falling backward.
The next moment, she found herself being held by the woman, who had caught her by the waist and pulled her toward her.
Of course, this was all Jace's act; he was barely drunk, but he was acting as Margret and attempting to interact with the Demoness more so he would be able to digest more of his Faceless potion.
Seeing the Demoness up close, Jace couldn't help but think that Demonesses really are beautiful...
As the Demoness held Margret close, her hand moved and held her chin. "You are quite drunk..." she said, her voice soft.
Margret turned her head in embarrassment.
"Young girls like you shouldn't drink alcohol," she said with a disappointed sigh... She brought her face closer to Margret's ear. "Let's go, I'll escort you to your room," she whispered with a mysterious smile.
Margret's face flushed, but she nodded meekly. Within a moment, she accepted the arm offered to her by the woman and walked out of the grand hall with her...
Soon, they were walking in a dark hallway that led to Margret's room in silence, with only their footsteps echoing.
The Demoness seemed calm.
Jace, meanwhile, was screaming in his head, 'Whyyy! WHY!'
By now, having some time to think while walking, he had figured out why the Demoness had approached him/Margret.
Normally, even if a Demoness was passing by a rich guy's party, why would she approach a young girl?
But it was different when the young girl—Jace—was checking out women at the party.
It was likely that the Demoness caught that and decided to have some fun with the girl.
But Jace was not screaming in his head because he caught the eye of a Demoness.
'Why!? How unlucky am I?! Why did I have to come across a Demoness in the form of a girl rather than a man!!'
Jace would have laid down on the ground and thrown a big tantrum like a child not getting what he wants if the situation wasn't what it was...
'Now what am I supposed to say when she starts touching me, "Um... excuse me, but there is a snake under my skirt"?' Jace laughed inwardly as he thought of such a scene...
But then he sighed. 'Had the Demoness approached me when I was in a male form, I would have gotten to know the so-called "taste of a Demoness" Emperor Roselle talked about...'
Nonetheless, Jace decided to make the best of the situation for his acting and potion digestion, and went along with the Demoness.
"Here," Margret/Jace said, as she stopped at the door of her room with the woman.
"Oh, I see," the woman said—even her voice was beautiful. "Go on then," she said, as she gestured toward the door.
Of course, this was all a ploy of a Demoness; after only a few minor physical interactions with a Demoness, no normal person would want to part with her—even a woman.
After all, a Demoness's charm was quite lethal.
Margret reluctantly let go of the arm of the woman she had been holding and walked to the door. Then, as if remembering something, she turned back around. "I forgot to ask for your name," she said.
The Demoness smiled beautifully. "You can call me Annette," she said.
Margret stood there for a few moments as she bit her small, red lower lip. "Miss Annette! W-would you like to... co-come in?" she asked with a shy and hesitant tone.
The Demoness, Annette, was quiet for a moment. "Sure, I guess I'd like to take a look around," she said with a small smile.
As soon as Margret heard that, a smile appeared on her face. She opened the door to her room and gestured for Annette to go in first.
The Demoness walked in and took a look around, impressed.
The room was big and decorated quite well with a girly feel to it; it had a big dressing table with all sorts of makeup and skincare products on it, and there was a walk-in closet right beside it filled with all kinds of luxurious clothes.
There was a large queen-size bed on the other side of the room, with large windows from which the red moonlight fell in on the right side.
The room was befitting of a rich young girl.
As Margret entered behind Annette, "Ah, let me get you some water," she said as she started walking to the left of the room.
But she froze... She looked back only to see that Annette had caught her wrist.
The Demoness pulled Margret toward her smoothly until she was in her arms holding her thin waist. "No need; for now, I'll satisfy my thirst with you~"
'Oh boy, here it comes,' Jace thought.
With that, the Demoness leaned in and took Margret's lips with hers in a passionate kiss. Her one hand went lower on Margret's ass, groping, while the other pulled the laces of the dress on the back.
Jace had to say, this particular Demoness was a great kisser, and Jace enjoyed it very much. But it was likely that the Demoness's physical charm was affecting him even more since he was directly in intimate contact with her; however, he was mindful enough to keep his erect boner soft and small.
While lost in their intimate exchange, they walked near the bed.
The Demoness pushed Margret onto the bed and climbed over her, continuing to kiss her sloppily.
Then with a tug, she pulled down Margret's now loose dress to her waist, unclipped the bra, and started kissing, sucking, and biting Margret's small but perky and firm breasts.
"Mi-ss Ann-ette~~" Margret moaned out loud. Usually, he would feel nothing with this sort of thing as they were 'fake' breasts, but because he was being touched by a Demoness, his body was feeling extremely sensitive and pleasurable, so he was amplifying that to portray 'Margret's' reactions.
Seeing Margret's response, Annette continued playing with her boobs by squeezing and twisting the nipples.
Soon, Margret's body twitched and turned rigid as she climaxed just with her breasts being played with—this was Jace's fake orgasm! He picked up some things from his experience with Natalie.
The Demoness chuckled, and she moved up and kissed Margret softly. "Oh dear, we are just getting started~" she said seductively.
Her hand started moving down from Margret's breasts to her midriff, then her stomach, and kept on going to her lower abdomen and lower body which was still covered by half of her red dress.
Inside his mind, Jace panicked! 'No, no, no, not down there!'
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