Tormented Tarns Can't Slip By

The titan listened to her ramble on to his concerns to which he got annoyed just by listening to her but he kept those thoughts in his head. Ghidorah let her connect the dots, making justifications to his claims because if he had said all of those things himself, then his efforts would be futile and he would have sounded desperate. Thankfully, he didn't have to put in so much work, the innocent woman was explaining how her destination was so far and she was in need of an escort.

This made the man smile, but his smile was for the wrong reasons.

"An escort you say?" He lifted his chin up slightly and looked down at her with a curious look that would hide his sly intentions. "I would be happy to lend my assistance to you," he purred as he stepped a bit closer to her with his eyes sliding down to look at her own gaze. "I will take you wherever you need to go, my dear, just tell me where you need to go and I am sure I can find you a short cut," he tipped his muzzle back down to look at her with his ears forward and his stance strong and proud.

This poor unfortunate girl put her trust in the devil, and the devil will be sure to give her the time of day that he oh so needed.

But in reality, he was wanting this chance, he would start to fantasize what he would do, and it made him lust for more.