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"Dameon!" Holi shouted happily and ran over to him wearing a blue bathrobe. When she got over to him, she hugged him around the waist. She always bent over when she hugged him, he didn't know why, but it made her look shorter. When she looked at his face, she saw the fist mark in his cheek.

"Oh, my God Dameon! Who'd you piss off for that?" she asked.

"Your adorable sister," he said glumly. She looked surprised.

"My sister? God, I haven't seen her in ages," she said, remembering good times.

With any luck, you never will. He thought this with a smirk and a chuckle, but then remembered.

"She was the one who caused my little episode this morning," he recalled with malice. She was surprised.

"How?" she was suddenly confused.

"I forgot because I don't care," he said his little catch phrase and smiled. She smiled back and brought her arms back from around his waist.

"So, where is my sister now?" she asked. He looked away. Her eyes widened.

"Dameon...you...you didn't!" she whispered hoarsely, tears filling up her eyes. "Where is my sister? Where is Cyllea?"

"Hopefully on her way to heaven," he mumbled and walked off the landing platform. She fell to the ground and wept. She remembered her mother, a whore, and how much she loved Cyllea. She was born from a four-legged dragon and Holi's mother. Holi's mother was an anthro lizard, as is she, and mated with her father, another anthro lizard. When Holi was a young hatchling, her mother wasn't a slut until after her father died, she learned many things from him. When he died, her mother slipped into depression and thought that he took her love with him, so she let anyone mate with her. That's how Cyllea was born, an anthro dragon, prophesized that his child would do greatness and save the world one day. She had yet to see that. Then she remembered all the times when her mother loved Cyllea and when she loved Holi, they added up in Cyllea's favor. Her sadness subsided and rage took its place, she was glad Cyllea was dead! Dameon saved her. She smiled evilly. She would have to repay Dameon somehow...

She knocked on his door and opened it a crack. He was looking into a mirror and gently running his fingers along the fist mark. His pupils flashed red when he caught her scent with his artificial nostrils.

"Can I help you Holi?" he asked with out turning from the mirror. He had skulls of every species on the planet, except for a dragon's, on his wall above his bed. There were even some Holi knew to be extinct!

"No you can't, I'm here to help you," she said slyly and walked into his room. It was lighted, an electric light on the ceiling and one electric lamp on each table in the area. He swiveled to face her on his stool. He gently cocked his head and heard a lightly pained moan in his head.

"Ahahahahahaha! I can't believe that STILL works!" he laughed. She looked at him strangely.

"Ahem, never mind," he said. "So what are you helping me with again?"

"Well, more like thanking you actually," she said and walked seductively over to where he sat. He looked surprised and actually felt his face get hot! He was confused.

"Wait, how can my face even...screw it," Dameon dismissed it as one of those �I forgot because I don't care' moments.

"Actually I want to screw YOU more," Holi was three inches from his face. He never really had sex in his mechanical form. In all truth, he wasn't even sure he had a dick anymore! He swiveled around again and clasped his fingers together.

"Oh dear God, I know you're still mad at me about the whole assassination-attempt-thing and all, but I have to ask one thing from you. Please, oh great one�" he was stopped when a booming voice said: FUCK OFF DAMEON!

"Eh, it was worth a try," he unclasped his fingers and swiveled back around to face the lizard. She was lying on his bed; her blue bathrobe was untied and hung loosely on her beautiful frame. Her left breast was exposed.

"Well? Are you going to warm me up, or do have to shiver in the cold all night?" she asked, her voice becoming deep and sexy.

"I could turn up the thermostat if you're cold and..." Dameon pointed to the wall where the thermostat was. She raised an eyebrow and smiled her evil smile again. "And you're not going to let be anywhere but in that bed are you?"

She shook her head slowly. He sighed and walked over to the bed and sat down. He fell backwards; his arms fell to the sides and made him look like an unholy Jesus. His pupils became bright green with embarrassment when she took off her robe all the way and moved close to him. She lay on one of his outstretched arms and he curled it to wrap around her naked body.

He was warm, even though he was metal, he was humanly warm. Holi snuggled up against him and slid her hand into the rip in his robe; he never had it sewed from his first encounter with Eveser. She felt his metal ribs and his snaky veins that throbbed when she touched them. This was because his heart beat faster when Holi was near.

"Are you nervous?" she asked.

"Nervous? No, I've had sex more times than Michael Jackson's had a nose job," he said. "But never in my mechanical shell before."

"I think you look very sexy in this form," she complimented. "Very masculine and badass."

"If you've seen my rap sheet, I could look like a puppy and be badass," he joked.

"If you looked like a puppy, I'd be fucking you already," she licked his cheek and smiled at him.

"That was mean," he said boyishly and rolled over, bringing his arm with him and leaving Holi behind him. She smiled and grabbed his shoulder. She pulled him onto his back and straddled him. She didn't expect to feel him inside her, nor did she, but she wanted to get closer to him. She lay down on his chest. He looked really surprised now and she felt his body temperature rise greatly. He blinked a couple times, which she didn't even know he could do. His form of blinking was basically his pupils receding into his skull for a few seconds and then returning. He did this three times.

"Well, this is nice," Dameon said. She nodded on his chest. Strange, it felt like a regular muscular chest when she lay on it through the robe, but without it was a skeletal frame. How does that work?

"Because my robe is technically my skin and acts as such," he said, almost as if he were reading her mind. She wondered how he knew what she was thinking, and then a thought struck her. If this was his skin, then could he screw her through it? She prayed he heard her. His eyes started changing colors, very vibrant colors, showing that he was thinking about something. He pondered for a few minutes with Holi still naked on his chest. His eyes turned blue and he looked at her.

"I think you might have something there," he said. He sat up and stepped off his lap. He stood up and flexed his hands, making his knuckles crack one-by-one. His eyes turned red with concentration and his robe began to turn less baggy. In a couple seconds, his robe had formed to his skeleton and his hood had formed to a face. It was just a black, featureless head with blue eyes. He looked at her and then he spoke.

"This is new," he said, his voice had become like a normal human's!

"D-Dameon?" Holi stuttered.

"I think so," he said, looking at his hand. He turned it around and marveled that he had skin. He looked at Holi and thought about her form, her body. As he did, he felt a strange sensation come over his body. Holi's expression changed from interest to horror as she watched this transformation.

"What?" Holi's voice asked. Only it wasn't Holi who spoke, it was Dameon! He looked at his hand, it looked like Holi's! He screamed in Holi's scream, clapped a hand over his mouth and ran to the mirror. He looked exactly like Holi!

"What the fuck?!" they both shouted. Dameon tried something; he closed his eyes and thought about his regular form, the mechanical one. He felt the weird sensation and then he looked into the mirror. He was normal again!

"What the hell happened?" Holi asked.

"I don't know! I was thinking about you and then I looked like you," he explained.

"Maybe it had something to do with that skin you made?" she suggested.

"Ya think?!" he shouted. She stepped backwards.

"I'm sorry," she said gently. That made him calm down.

"No I'm sorry. I'm just really protective of my masculinity," he said. "I was a girl for more than ten seconds, that's really damaging to my machismo."

"Well, let me help you get that masculinity back, shall we?" Holi smiled her naughty smile and pushed him onto the bed, letting her legs wrap around his waist. His robe formed to him again and gave him skin once more, this time he imagined what he saw in Holi's head. He became what Holi saw as her dream man. He was a large komodo dragon with ripped muscles and 14 inches. He was perfect for her! Except his eyes was still the same color...or colors. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get them to change to the color of her man. They agreed to forget about it, saying that nothing was ever perfect. Needless to say, the rest of the night was fun for them, but left everyone else in the catacomb lair sleepless.

Hope you enjoyed!