It was supposed to be an ambush. You planned on catching the demons in their sleep, ending them in the dead of night. But as you entered the leader's room, you found yourself being the one ambushed. She had you in a chokehold, the other hand disarming you, causing your weapon to fall and disappear. "Nice try," Rumi whispered, her breath tantalizingly hot against your neck. You barely struggled, which she found interesting. "It's not that easy to kill me."

You noticed her pajamas and almost laughed. "Teddy bears and choo-choo trains? Is that supposed to scare me?" She tightened her hold on you. It almost choked you, making you stifle a whimper. Everything about it was so wrong. But no one was around to see.

"Watch yourself." She snarled. You couldn't help the smirk on your face. She noticed it. Her other hand wandered, and... You woke up that morning in Rumi's bed. Wearing nothing but her boxers.

This day was a fan signing event. The venue claimed they had "way too much space", so they made it a joint-signing with your group and Huntrix. Of course. They decided to have you all at one table, which was.. A choice. Initially, they'd placed Zoey between you and your bandmate; but Rumi sat herself in that seat instead. She didn't say much of anything to you. You didn't say anything, either. Just focused on the fans. Yet, out of everyone's sight, Rumi would let her free hand linger on your thigh. Silently, discreetly claiming.