Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker & Yatta)
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				Title: <strong>Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>03-11-2008, 00:26:13</strong>
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				Jared Montgomery sat in his living room, watched TV, nursed a cup of tea and stroked his dog's back as he tried to get his mind off the fact that he had been dumped. Again. Him, the Great Mage of Lust. Dumped. Again. Due to the overwhelming un-interestingness of the currently running TV program, he was still reduced to thinking about the way Kate had looked. All nice and sweet, like she usually was, and then the "We need to talk, Jared" bit. With <em>that</em> voice. <br><br>**<br><br>"I do not think we should be continuing this anymore, Jer," Kate said. <br><br>Jared promptly dropped his coffee at his feet, cursed loudly, then turned to stare at his girlfriend. They had been walking along the pier, overlooking the Thames and had been having a wonderfully nice time until this little bomber. What the hell did she mean with that? <br><br>"Um, Kate...?" he asked, looking more confused than he liked to.<br><br>She picked up the cup he had dropped and threw it in the trash, avoiding his eyes the whole time. Finally she looked at him, in that way which meant she was more than a bit exasperated with him, but at the same time it had that whole "Mother" thing going on. Like she knew something that he did not. <br><br>"Babe, you're gay. Since I lack a penis, and have boobs, it puts quite a block on our relationship...dating thing...whatever." <br><br>Jared flailed around a bit. Mentally, mostly. On the outside he looked surprised, then confused, and then a bit angry. He wasn't gay! He was perfectly well into girls, thank you very much. <br><br>"Hey, the fact that I dress to impress doesn't mean I am gay. And it's not funny, honest."<br><br>"I am not joking," she said and patted him on the shoulder. "Jer, you're gayer than a...friggin rainbow."<br><br>"What kind of a metaphor is that anyway?" <br><br>Jared crossed his arms and tried staring Kate down, but she had almost one feet on him. Damn tall woman. Woman. Nice rack and smile and eyes, and groans when they had sex and everything. Cuddles. Sheila just having learned to tolerate having her around and everything. They were so not having this conversation. They were just so not having it. But Kate knew him. <br><br>"Jared Montgomery, I like you very much, but we just can't have this relationship thing, okay?" <br><br>She had put her hands on his shoulders, and he stared up at her. Perfectly serious. She was not kidding him after all. He suddenly felt very cold. He...well, he did not love her, but she was comfy and nice and good to him, and she did not mock him for being short and looking girly (damn eyelashes) and his mind was going into an overdrive with all of this panicked thinking and his shoulders slumped. He stared at the ground between their feet, and wow, they were almost the same size and was he insane or something? Could have very well been. <br><br>He tried the last thing he knew to do - he pinched himself. Hard. It hurt, dammit! <br><br>"Now, don't do that," Kate said gently. "It isn't the end of the world, is it now," she continued on and guided him to a bench. They both sank down and she still looked so understanding...like a psychologist. Jared held his head in his hands and stared at the ground. It was much easier than staring at her eyes. Oh Lord, he needed a damn psychologist. Anything. Just not...this. It was not going to get better. She was dumping him. And she was telling the exact same thing the other girls had told him. Gay. Fag. Pretty boy (okay, that was a positive one, but still). <br><br>The world was not going to give him a break, was it now? <br><br>"It is," he said, sullen. "I am not gay. Not a fag. Not a poofter. Not a bloody ass pirate." <br><br>"I can still come over," Kate offered. <br><br>Jared raised his eyes and looked at her. She was kind of...rectangular, once you thought about it. Nice, with nice eyes, and hell yes, nice bum, but rectangular. Or maybe it was just that he did not like the knowing look in her eyes. Like she had gotten him figured out, somehow. He really hoped she had not found the Book. That would just have been kind of nuts. In a really bad way. <br><br>"Yeah, we can plait each other's fucking hair and play cards and you can tell me about all the sex you're going to get, you devil woman."<br><br>Even after this, he could not be angry at her. He wanted to, really. To be all manly and growly, and "Fuck you, bitch", but he could not. He just did not do that to girls, and they walked all over him. He crossed his legs at the ankles and stared upwards into the sky. London decided to be a bitch too and promptly rain on him. Damn city. Damn river. Damn stupid coffee. Damn women. <br><br>"All right. You get to bitch about this for a day, and then you are going to get yourself back in gear and get to work and live your life."<br><br>"And be really-really gay, was what you meant."<br><br>He turned to look at her. She looked kind of embarrassed. It made him feel a bit fuzzy inside. Fuzzy. Thorny. Porcupine-y. <br><br>**<br><br>That had happened three days ago. Jared had spent the first day in bed, not acknowledging the existence of the world until Sheila had bitten his toe for not giving her food, and he had been forced to drag himself outside to get groceries and that brand of dog food Sheila liked so much, and then he had checked his missed calls, and of course, Kate had called him. She had brought him home (she had a car, while he was a poor university student) and was apparently determined to keep on being his friend, but not lover. <br><br>Jared kept on mulling about it all, until he had something which he liked to call a light-bulb moment. It was quite silly, but he figured that yes, this time he would do it. Mortal women had failed him, so he would summon himself a woman. A real proper succubus. He had done imps before, and he was pretty good with the circles (as long as Sheila was in the bedroom and did not come to lick at the chalk, which had happened once and the imp had not been happy at all), and the summoning. <br><br>Sheila growled at him as he carried her to the bedroom, but settled once he allowed her to take the comfiest pillow he had. Jared now spent the better part of an hour getting all the tools ready, hopping to a shower (after all, he wanted to look his best for the sexy succubus he was going to receive) and dressing up in a manner he thought was hot. It meant that he put on his best clothing, black jeans and a red button-up shirt. He decided not to do socks this time (the one time with Kate and he had ended up naked only in his socks and she had laughed at him, he would not have his summoning laugh at him) and for the sake of convenience, wasn't wearing any underwear either. <br><br>It was all a pretty simple affair, once you thought about. Just a nice little circle of chalk in the middle of the living room, a knife, some nice-smelling sticks of incense and the Book. A bowl with something nice and sweet, as a symbolic sacrifice. He had picked raisins. All you needed. As he drew the circle, he thought back to the times when mages had to use so much amulets and weird potions and all the like. Sure, you could have them if you wanted, but he did it the simple way. Of course, cutting into his finger hurt like a bitch, but it was a small price to pay. <br><br>He positioned himself, sitting comfortably in front of the circle and began chanting. A summon usually began with an appeal to the deities governing that particular realm of power he was summoning a creature from, this time Love and Lust respectively. The two were tied together, but he focused on the latter part. He wanted a nice succubus, not a happy little love-faerie or something else as ridiculous. He felt the energies rising around him as he was finished with the first half, and now began asking for a daughter of Hathor to be his companion in pleasure. He stressed the daughter part, but did not determine which kind he wanted. You had to leave some leeway to the deities, but they were guaranteed to send you just what you needed. If you asked nicely. <br><br>The swirling energies heated him up, until he was so hot he wanted to rip his clothes off, but Jared kept on chanting. He was so close. Soon the succubus would come...oh yes! There was a definite presence and a red mist was gathering in the middle of the circle. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>03-11-2008, 01:36:54</strong>
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				The wonderful thing about darkness is just how dark it is.&nbsp; Sounds strange doesn't it?&nbsp; Darkness is dark.&nbsp; But think about it.&nbsp; Darkness is more than evil, more than destruction, more than the glowing red eyes that peer back from the abyss.<br><br>Darkness hides things that don't need, or don't want, to be seen.&nbsp; Deep within each and everyone is a certain amount of darkness.&nbsp; The thoughts and ideas, the lusts and the compulsions, everything we don't want to show to the civilized world.&nbsp; Everything you would be shunned for.&nbsp; What people don't realise was that the darkness wasn't empty.&nbsp; When you look into it, it looks back into you.<br><br>That darkness heard Jared Montgomery's cry.&nbsp; Deep down within itself it heard the echo of his desire, and was planning to respond in kind.&nbsp; Unlike what people might need, the darkness only gives what we want.&nbsp; Problem is, we do not always know what we really want, and we never take the time to think about just how badly we really want it.<br><br>The darkness started to take form....<br><br>--------------------------------------<br><br><em>Where am I?&nbsp; What is this?</em><br><strong><br>This is creation child.&nbsp; You are being given a corporeal form.</strong><br><br><em>I'm getting a body?&nbsp; Yay!</em><br><br><strong>Don't be too quick to cheer child, it is hard work to maintain.&nbsp; You will not exist as you have all this time.&nbsp; You will be thought and matter, not just thought.<br></strong><br><em>I am ready for matter.&nbsp; I'm ready for a body.&nbsp; I'm ready for the real world, and for the humans that are there.</em><br><br><strong>You need not concern yourself with the humans child, only one.&nbsp; His name is Jared Montgomery.&nbsp; You are for him.</strong><br><br><em>I'm ready for this.&nbsp; I'm ready for this Jared!</em>&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Then pull yourself together, sew yourself the flesh that you will wear in this world.&nbsp; <br></strong><br>---------------------------------------<br><br>The mist started to pull together, started to form the basic outline of a human shape.&nbsp; It was becoming more dense by the moment, droplets of whatever it was that hung in the air coming together and merging.&nbsp; Turning from whatever Jared has summoned into flesh and blood and bone.<br><br>Something had gone wrong with his spell.&nbsp; This creature wasn't shaped right.&nbsp; There were no curves in the right places, there were no breasts, no small waist, nothing of the sort.&nbsp; It was a man's frame that was forming.<br><br>His skin was pure and smooth, pale as the moonlight.&nbsp; It was untouched by any hair for the time being.&nbsp; Hands and feet took shape, toes and fingers curling as new muscles were formed.&nbsp; Strong legs were standing now, well defined like those of a runner.&nbsp; The chest was now coming into be... not what Jared was hoping for.&nbsp; Muscles were very well defined without being bulging.&nbsp; This figure could probably wear some of Jared's clothing, though it would be skin tight.&nbsp; Genitals next, and thankfully for Jared not as horrifyingly large as they could be.&nbsp; A moderate size and shape, circumsized.<br><br>Finally, the head.&nbsp; A soft, friendly face was made, with eyes as black as coal.&nbsp; There was a certain amount of raw sex to the features, particularly the curl of the mouth and the shape of the eyes.&nbsp; Bedroom eyes they used to say.&nbsp; A few freckles dotted the nose as red hair began to grow.&nbsp; And grow.&nbsp; And grow.&nbsp; All the way down till the hair was just past the shoulders.&nbsp; It was bright red, and looked to be as smooth as silk.&nbsp; A similar patch of hair grew in the forums pubic region.<br><br>Form.&nbsp; Thought merged with flesh.&nbsp; A mind within a body.<br><br>The Body smiled, and took a stepward.<br><br>"Hello Jared.&nbsp; I'm for you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>03-11-2008, 01:48:44</strong>
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				Jared smiled as he saw the power forming, but as he realized that the body that was appearing, was not female at all, he scrambled backwards and hit his head against the wall from sheer shock. For something utterly strange reason, his cock had not gone limp at all, it was still happy and eager, while the mage groaned in sheer horror and annoyance at the world. <br><br>No way! <br><br>"I wanted a succubus," he mumbled. "You're wrong!" he shouted then and got up. One had to be decisive. The quicker you did it, the better the chances that you could manage the banishment. He hoped it was bewildered enough not to resist. <br><br>"I banish you!" he commanded angrily, gray eyes blazing. "I banish!" Nothing. In fact, the rest of the red mist and energy had decided it would dissipate, and leave Jared alone in his living room. With a guy demon. With a newly-created guy demon. <br><br>"Oh hell," he said. "Why aren't you disappearing? Oh, good lord. Just go away. You're not what I asked for. I asked for a girl, dammit!" The mage looked like he was going to combust any moment from anger. "Where are the boobs? I wanted boobs, damn you! Damn you, Hathor and Venus and Aphrodite and all you bitches up there!" Then he realized the screaming was not going to help any. He peeked at the apparition through his fingers. Nope, still a guy. And screaming at the Goddesses of Love and Lust was most likely not going to help. Jared sank down against the wall, rubbing his hair nervously. <br><br>He. Had. A. Guy. Demon. In his bloody living room! <br><br>He heard Sheila barking loudly from the bedroom. Well, he could not fault her. With him screaming and flailing all over the place. But he had a good reason! <br><br>"I did everything right," he said with a small voice. He avoided looking at the incubus...or whatever it was. "You can step out of the circle, it's not designed to hold you," he spoke after a bit of silence. <br><br><em>Oh, and you, you go down. Not up. No happy sexings for you. </em> <br><br>He must really be losing it. He had summoned himself a male demon and he was talking to his cock. This week just sucked so much. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>03-11-2008, 07:37:44</strong>
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				The Demon blinked at Jared, confused.<br>"Banish me?&nbsp; But it's because of you that I have this body.&nbsp; You summoned me Jared, I'm for you!"<br><br>The demon took a shakey step forward.&nbsp; He paused in place, wobbling back and forth on new, uneasy legs.<br>"I don't understand, this is harder than it appears.."<br><br>He took another step before crashing to the ground.&nbsp; All the demon could do is look up at the ceiling, blinking as red hair pooled all around him.&nbsp; From this position Jared would be able to see the long, thin red tail that the Demon had.&nbsp; Complete with small arrowtip ending.<br><br>The Demon managed to pull himself up into a sitting position, and continued to watch Jared.<br><br>"I'm a demon, you can't banish me, it doesn't work that way.&nbsp; You brought me into existance.&nbsp; you know how hard it is to not exist once you exist?&nbsp; It doesn't work." There was some annoyance to the Demon's voice now.&nbsp; As a Lust Demon he'd had all of these ideas of what his creation would be like.&nbsp; So far this wasn't anywhere near what he was hoping.<br><br>"Can you help me up at the very least?&nbsp; Or are you just going to huddle over in the corner like some sort of scared child.&nbsp; You summoned me, I'm for you, that's all there is to it.&nbsp; I was formed from your wish of what you wanted."<br><br>Hair was brushed out of his face with fingers, and pushed over his back.&nbsp; Jared might be able to see very small bat like wings on his shoulder blades.&nbsp; They certainly were not any good for flying, so what were they?&nbsp; Decoration maybe?&nbsp; While he was sitting down he took the time to flex out his fingers, feeling them and how they moved.&nbsp; A smile crossed his face, pleased.&nbsp; He reached one leg out infront of him in one easy and fluid moment.&nbsp; He flexed out his toes, wiggling them and moving them back and forth.&nbsp; Apparently this amused the Demon aswell, as the smile stayed ever present.&nbsp; Now, did he have small fangs, or just oddly shaped cainine teeth?<br><br>For the first time since he'd been made, the demon stopped and really looked at Jared.&nbsp; Really looked at him...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>03-11-2008, 09:23:25</strong>
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				This was just not happening to him, Jared thought. He closed his eyes and twiddled his thumbs, but he could still hear Sheila's barking...and now he could hear the demon too. What the hell? Was not he supposed to get a succubus? An experienced one? He opened his eyes. No, still here. And clumsy as fuck too. He blinked as the demon promptly fell down on the ground. He stared at the demon with dark eyes. <br><br>Hoo boy. A tail. <br><br>"You're supposed to be a girl...I mean, a woman. You know, tits and legs that go on for miles and blonde hair. Not...this. Gah! You're all wrong!"<br><br>Jared vaguely gestured with his hand towards the demon in front of him. At least the demon looked as annoyed as Jared felt. Good for him. The mage was in a big snit now and he had no intention of lightening up. He did listen, however. Oh. No way. From his wish? What - did the entire world think he was gay or something? <br><br>"I asked for a woman," he said. "I don't like cock and I will not be having any relations with you, so you can go back from whereever you came from and tell Hathor she needs to get her genitals straight. I mean, the genitals of her sendings, I think she has a pretty good handle of her own and all."<br><br>Sheila kept on barking and Jared got up to go and let her out. He wanted a cuddle. From his dog, the only girl who never abandoned him. The little German Shepherd and Dachshund cross ran out and almost bit Jared in the foot. The irate mage crouched down and rubbed his dog's back. Sheila looked up at him, but then she got a new smell in her nose, which meant that she turned to the demon now. <br><br>"Oh no, you don't," he said, but Sheila waddled towards the demon and sniffed his toes. Then she licked them.<br><br>Jared groaned. Even his dog liked the damn thing...creature, whatever...<br><br>Now, as the demon looked around, he could see that he was...well, in a room. There was a red carpet under him, while the floor was an ugly beige color. The couch was behind him, as was the TV set. The room also held several bookcases, potted plants and all kinds of human nonsense, from happy little dolphin statues to a pink chewed toy kitten lying around near the black-white curtains. It appeared to be raining. Jared found that it fit his mood. He leaned in the doorway, behind which lay his bedroom, arms crossed on his chest and looked to be quite in a tiff. <br><br>He was fairly handsome, lean and on the paler side. His hair was a thick mess of jet-black and his eyes were a stormy grey, a bit too big for his face. While he was undeniably male, chest hair and all, there was a girlish line to his face. The shirt he wore was a deep wine red and half-unbuttoned, while the pants encased slim legs that did not go on for miles, but were nice nonetheless and topped off with cute little toes. Even from the distance, the demon could smell blood and the fading arousal<br><br>The creature that by now had started nibbling on the demon's newly-made toes, appeared to be a ball of fur with four little feet, a muzzle and two bright brown eyes. She appeared to be fairly happy to see him, and proceeded to rub herself against his leg, as if wishing to be petted. She was brown and beige, and had a bit of white and yellow, and a little nub of a tail that she wagged enthusiastically.<br><br>"Demon, this is my dog, Sheila. Sheila, this is the damn demon who won't go away," Jared said with a defeatist tone. He made several gestures that displayed annoyance and exasperation, which included a bit of flailing, fingering his hair and wringing his hands. Finally he looked at the demon.<br><br>"Are you sure you just won't go away? Please...and stop looking like this is somehow funny. It isn't." <br><br>He sounded a bit funny now, his tone a bit thicker than earlier. If the demon had had any knowledge of British accents, he would have deduced that Jared was so annoyed he had reverted back into the way people spoke at home. And that home was most likely Scotland.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>03-11-2008, 14:12:03</strong>
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				"You got what you asked for, Jared.&nbsp; You humans are silly things, you know what?&nbsp; You think asking is something you do with your mouth," he illistrated this point by pointing to his mouth, "but don't you think we can hear different things?&nbsp; I'm not wrong Jared, I'm what you wanted."<br><br>The Demon was sounding annoyed too, and his own accent mimic'ed that of Jared's.&nbsp; Whether this was because Jared had summoned him, or because the Demon was just copying him.. or even some possibly weirder explaination, the Demon copied the accent and tone of voice.&nbsp; The Demon's voice sounded different though.&nbsp; He rolled the sounds around in his mouth, teasing and tickling the sylables with his tongue.&nbsp; If there was one thing with dripped of pure sex to the Demon it was his voice.&nbsp; He had a rumble to it without sounding too deep.. but the way he said the words.. <br><br>The dog startled him though.&nbsp; He was taught about humans, and what he would need to know how to interact with them.&nbsp; He was not taught about.. whatever this was.&nbsp; He watched it with wide eyes, unsure what to make of it.<br><br>"Jared.. what is this thing?&nbsp; What does it want?"&nbsp; Though he did smile and giggle a bit when it started licking and nibbling his toes.&nbsp; Not only had Jared recieved a male demon, it seemed this one was unafraid to giggle.&nbsp; What a truly embarassing day for the summoner.<br><br>The Demon pet the dog, trying to appease the little creature.&nbsp; Her fur felt funny to his hands, and her reactions made him instantly like her.&nbsp; He grinned down at the little beast.&nbsp; "You are called Sheila." He said rather importantly to the little dog.<br><br>Deciding he'd had enough of this for the time being though, he tried standing again.&nbsp; He was catching on quickly now though, able to stand up wobble free.&nbsp; He took a trying step, still managing to stay on his feet.&nbsp; &nbsp;An achievement!<br><br>He looked around the room, taking in everything around him.&nbsp; The only thing he could say so far is that it was smaller than he thought, and that the floor felt nice against his barefeet.<br><br>"I'm here to stay Jared, you'd best get used to me."<br><br>With this the Demon strode rather easily across the room right to Jared.&nbsp; If he had to, he'd corner him against the wall.&nbsp; He wanted to get as close to Jared as physically possible.&nbsp; Close enough that the'd be able to smell each other.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>03-11-2008, 15:31:21</strong>
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				Oh sheesh, was the demon turning Scottish? What the hell. And that voice was doing certain questionable things to his groin, making him all hot down there and...oh god. So hot. The room felt like a sauna, all over again. A cold shower would not have been out of order. Not at all. <br><br>"She's a dog," Jared answered snippily. He had decided not to answer that earlier little speech. He was very straight, and he had asked for a succubus, not somekind of a...demon puppy or whatever it was. "And it is a she, and currently she is trying to eat your toes." Sheila rubbed herself against the demon's palm and made happy noises. <br><br>Jared watched as the demon got up. Sheesh, could not they have given him some clothes to wear? Now he would have to donate some of his own so that he would not have him walking around naked all the time. How damned domestic it all was. He snorted at himself. He had no intention of getting domestic with a damn demon. Oh, heck. And he really did not want him close, but then the demon was right in his face, so close that they almost touched. The mage smelled of arousal, and something spicy. Jared stumbled backwards, to escape the invasion of his privacy bubble and almost tripped. He got his balance back and glared at the demon.<br><br>"Fine. But you will not be going all "sex demon" on me, since I am not a poofter and you have a dick. And keep away from me!" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 05:14:57</strong>
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				"Keep away from you?&nbsp; Are you sure?"<br><br>The Demon almost had him cornered.&nbsp; Now it was a game. Make the human squirm.&nbsp; He grinned, showing his pearly whites again.<br><br>"You don't seen too sure.&nbsp; Your words say one thing, but.." he leaned in as close to the human's neck as he could, and inhaled deeply, taking in Jared's scent, ".. naw, I'm sure it's entirely my mistake, right?"<br><br>He turned around, swaying his hips a little bit as he walked, tail swinging side to side as he moved.&nbsp; He liked the way it felt to walk.. so.. free.<br><br>He grinned down at the dog, "at least someone here likes me.&nbsp; Yes, I think someone here does."&nbsp; he bent over, playing with her ears.&nbsp; She seemed to appreciate it.&nbsp; For a Demon, he sure smiled alot.&nbsp; "I'm sure the toe eating phase will stop.&nbsp; Like I said, I'm yours, not hers.&nbsp; Toes and all."&nbsp; He looked at the dog in the eyes, one of those looks which might make Jared wonder if the two could understand each other.&nbsp; "Oh yes, we'll have no problems between the two of us, that's for sure."<br><br>With that, the Demon stood back up, and turned to face Jared.&nbsp; He started running his hands over his own skin, feeling what it felt like.&nbsp; Finger tips moved across his own chest, up towards his arms and down his bicepts.&nbsp; How strange it was to be corporeal.<br><br>"If you will not be using the Lust Demon to satisfy your Lust, may I ask what I'll be doing for you Jared?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 10:07:16</strong>
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				"Verily," Jared replied, voice dry. He tried to hold his breath as the demon leaned closer to him. Oh gods, he still felt hot. Ayup, a cold shower was definitely in order. Right about now. Aagh...don't stare at the hips, or the bum, or the funny little tail. Jared, you are in so much trouble. He would be lynched if any other mage ever found out. So he would have to make sure that no one did. <br><br>Sheila liked the new guy very much, and she showed it by proceeding to hump his leg. Jared sighed. Well, it would pass. In a year or so. Sheila the puppy had done it all the time, indiscriminate towards gender or niceness, and it was just a way of annoying people. Some thought it really adorable. Jared thought it was amusing. Most of the time.<br><br>"You're no one's, okay? I don't own...people. Ever."<br><br>The mage tried not to watch as the demon touched himself, each tiny movement subconsciously sexual. <br><br>"I don't know," he said, with a shrug. "Maybe I should give you clothes. Wait...the tail." Jared groaned, then just took a towel and threw it at the demon. "Here. Cover yourself, you're not supposed to walk around naked."<br><br>Fuck. He needed a drink. So he shuffled into the kitchen, which was connected to the living room by a doorway, and took himself a beer from the fridge. He stared at for a while, annoyed and grumpy. This messed up everything...he could not even get chicks anymore with this guy hanging around. Gods, he did not even have his proper home anymore. A couple of minutes later he shuffled back to the living room, open beer bottle in his hands.<br><br>"So, since calling you the lust demon all the time is just plain stupid, do you have a name or anything else I can call you by? Since you've determined to stay..."<br><br>He tried to keep his eyes level with the demon's. He would make him go away. Somehow. Or he would have if he was not such a big softie. Despite his prickly demeanour, he did not like offending people. Even...unwanted incubi. He had been in a complete snit, ready to burst a vein and all, but now he had calmed. A bit. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 17:47:10</strong>
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				The Demon was busy trying to shoo the dog off his leg when the towel hit him in the head.&nbsp; Suddenly he couldn't see!&nbsp; <br><br>"Why should I cover myself?&nbsp; I came this way.&nbsp; Maybe you should be the one uncovering yourself Jared."<br><br>Still, he was told to cover himself.&nbsp; He inspected the towel, looking it over, trying to decide just what to do with it.&nbsp; Cover himself?&nbsp; Cover himself from what?&nbsp; There is no way he could wrap himself completely in this towel, it was way too small.<br><br>As Jared was in the kitchen, the Demon called to him.&nbsp; "You're wrong, you know.&nbsp; I am yours.&nbsp; You don't accidentally summon a demon, it's something you have to plan, follow through and prepare for.&nbsp; If you didn't summon me, I wouldn't be existing here right now.&nbsp; I'm yours Jared, and nothing you say can change that."&nbsp; All the while he was speaking, he was tying the towel around his neck like a cape.&nbsp; He liked the way it fell over his shoulders.&nbsp; The Demon was fidgeting with it when Jared came back.&nbsp; He offered a proud smile for having covered himself up like Jared requested.<br><br>The Demon walked towards Jared, tail swinging side to side as he did.<br><br>"My name is up to you.&nbsp; Summoners usually give their summoned creatures names, unless it's a big creature that already has a name.&nbsp; This is my first time being corporeal, so I don't have any name yet.&nbsp; How did you get your name Jared?"<br><br>Having little knowledge of personal space, the Demon got rather close to Jared.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 18:51:35</strong>
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				"You should cover yourself, because people don't walk around naked, that's why. And my clothes are staying where they are, thank you," the mage replied snippily. As he came back, he sighed at seeing that the demon was still in the buff. Sheila had left off with the leg-humping for now. <br><br>"Well, gee, I just nicked my pinky finger, gave the goddesses some raisins and asked for a sister of Hathor, okay? And then I waved incense around. So, not planning much or anything." <br><br>Jared put the beer on a cupboard, then untied the towel and promptly put it around the demon's waist, trying to avoid touching him as much as possible. He still had to tuck one edge over the other, which meant that his fingers brushed over deliciously soft skin. His breathing stopped for a moment, and then he bit his lip, not looking the demon in the eye. He drew away, took his beer and wandered off to the other side of the room, plonked himself down on the couch and patted his lap for Sheila to come. The little dog barked and jumped into his lap. <br><br>"I guess we can call you Demon or something like that until you find a name you like. I won't be deciding it."<br><br>Gah. This all was so confusing. Jared sighed and leaned back, then found that the ceiling was a good place to stare at. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 19:54:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He was a Lust Demon, he knew lust when he felt it.&nbsp; Right now there was lust and confusion coming up off of Jared.&nbsp; Demon smiled and took it all in as Jared fixed his towel.&nbsp; Had Jared just said 'cover up your midsection' he would have gladly done so.&nbsp; Damn humans.. never really saying what they want.<br><br>From under the towel, Demon's tail wagged back and forth.&nbsp; "I have a name then, I'm Demon.&nbsp; Not a terribly creative name, but it does suit me."&nbsp; Despite his teasing, he was thrilled that Jared had named him. Sure, he didn't want to name him, but he still gave him a name.&nbsp; That only cemented the idea that he was Jared's.&nbsp; He watched Jared cross the room, take a seat, and summon his dog to his lap.&nbsp; <br><br>Demon crossed the room, and leaned over Jared.&nbsp; To Jared, who was staring up at the ceiling, Demon would just pop into his field of vision, looking down at him.&nbsp; Silk red hair hung down, tucked behind Demon's ears.<br><br>"So what are you doing?"&nbsp; He leaned against the back of the couch.&nbsp; "Anything special?&nbsp; Anything I can do for you?&nbsp; Are you going to show me these clothes you want me to wear?&nbsp; Can I kiss you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 20:01:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Well, gee. This guy had shown up, invaded his life, ruined most of his chances of getting normal people sex and now he was blaming Jared for not being creative. The hell. Jared replied nothing, just scratched Sheila between the ears. The little dog made some growly happy noises and settled. <br><br>Jared almost dropped his beer when Demon just appeared so close to him. <br><br>"I," he started with an important air, "I am currently sitting on my couch, petting my dog, drinking my beer and being annoyed by you. Yes, you can start by going away. Like vanishing. Poof into the air and all that. No, you can't kiss me, I am not gay." <br><br>Maybe he could make it all happen by saying these things often enough. Maybe he was just trying to delude himself. Who the hell knew. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 20:09:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The Demon shook his head.<br>"I can't just poof into thin air.&nbsp; I'm corporeal now, I have a body.&nbsp; You can touch it some more if you like, I know you sort of liked it before."<br><br>He didn't react to the annoyed tone, he just continued to smile down at Jared.&nbsp; He was like one of those people who couldn't take a hint, who didn't realise when they were not wanted.&nbsp; The big question was... did Demon not understand, or did he just flat out not care?<br><br>"If I were to go away, it would have to be somewhere corporeal.&nbsp; And I don't know anywhere that isn't here.&nbsp; I'd get lost probably, and then I wouldn't be able to find you." for once there was something different to Demon's voice.&nbsp; A slight quiver.&nbsp; Like the prospect of losing Jared was terrifying.&nbsp; Infact, it was.&nbsp; He'd only existed for a few minutes now, and he already couldn't imagen existing without Jared.&nbsp; Sure, Jared had been nothing but mean to him, but he was for Jared.&nbsp; <br><br>"And I don't care if you're gay or whatever.&nbsp; Your lips look soft and delicious, and I want to kiss them.&nbsp; I get you have people kissing you all the time, you're so cute.&nbsp; I'm very lucky that I'm yours."<br><br>His tail was wagging back and forth.&nbsp; Jared would probably here a little flutter of wings.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 20:26:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Gah," Jared said...or voiced, was more likely. <br><br>So, no. Demon was not going to go away. He was going to stick here. And of course, he was hitting on Jared. Most likely was not even aware of it. Really, what kind of goddess sent a completely clueless disciple of theirs down to Earth? Did they think that Jared felt like teaching someone? Oh...no way. Just no way. He had no plans of teaching Demon anything. Great...now he had even adopted the name. However, it was kind of hard not to. Summoned being or not, he was still a being, a person. <br><br>He looked weary as he opened his eyes again.<br><br>"Look. I do not want to have sexual relations of any kind with you. You can stay and we will figure something out so that you will not have to be here longer than you have to. And no...no, I don't. I get people dumping me all the time."<br><br>Now he looked just like he was fed up. He was. This time it was not even Demon or anything, but just the fact that he had gone through seven girlfriends in the past year, and four of those seven had done a speech alike to Kate's and he was starting to think they might have been correct, and the very prospect of being a shirtlifter terrified him. He took another swig of the beer, unaware of the fact that wetness made his lips look even more appealing than before. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 21:05:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Demon frowned, still looking down at Jared.<br><br>"I don't understand why.&nbsp; You're attractive, you're powerful, and your lips look..." The Demon paused, and licked his own lips, eyes on Jared's lips.&nbsp; Still, he pouted and shrugged.&nbsp; "Fine, say you don't want any sexual relations of any kind with me.&nbsp; I'm still yours, whether you want to have sex with me or not."<br><br>He walked across the couch, and took a seat aswell.&nbsp; He made sure there was room between the two of them.&nbsp; He shook his head, long hair flowing back and forth as he did.<br><br>"You look tired, and you look upset.&nbsp; I'm sorry you're mad at me.." If Demon had ears, they'd be drooping right now.&nbsp; He looked a little bit like a puppy who'd just been scolded.<br><br>"Let me help you relax then.&nbsp; I won't try to kiss you or anything, I swear.&nbsp; Just lean back into me and I'll rub your shoulders, or put your feet in my lap and I'll rub them for you.&nbsp; Just help you relax.&nbsp; Say I'm sorry for being here."<br><br>He gave big bright eyes, a small pouty mouth, and a tail which flopped back and forth almost pathetically.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 21:12:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Luckily for Demon, Jared had this one big weakness. Apart from being overall a good person even if he tried to hide it beneath a gnarly exterior, he also could not resist anyone who looked sad and cute at the same time. And now Demon was doing it to him. Shit. It made Jared feel like a bastard. Oh the irony. Him and a lust demon, who was tens of times more innocent than Jared. <br><br>"Gee, powerful. The fuck up who can't even manage a proper summons. And don't do that...kicked puppy thing...okay? I'll figure it out. Somehow." <br><br>He was tired and upset, and he felt guilty. Even then, he was definitely not going to let anyone that close to him. The idea of a footrub did sound nice though and so he gingerly edged closer with his feet, so that if Demon really wanted, he could do stuff with them. He had nice feet, if he could say so himself. He took care of them, trimmed the nails properly (and that was just common sense, not gay behavior) and actually washed them. Jared needed to shift a bit, so that he would be in a comfortable position and ended up leaning against the couple of pillows he had. <br><br>"Go ahead," he said. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 21:40:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As soon as Jared gave in, Demon's face broke into a wide grin.&nbsp; His tail instantly started twitching back and forth happily.<br><br>"Then make yourself comfortable.&nbsp; I'll try and help you relax as best as I can Jared.&nbsp; You close your eyes, and leave everything to me."<br><br>The Demon positioned himself so that Jared's feet were placed evently in his lap.&nbsp; He took a moment to just inspect them, look at them.&nbsp; This was the most Jared had let the Demon touch him so far.&nbsp; Though Jared didn't seem to think so, The Demon thought he was special.&nbsp; There was something to Jared.. something more than just the fact that he had been the one to bring Demon into this world.<br><br>His hands finally came down to the well cared for feet.&nbsp; His soft fingertips gently explored the tops of them, running up and down the foot, following the bone structure.&nbsp; If Jared was ticklish, it would tickle a little bit, but not too much.&nbsp; The Demon was aiming for relaxing.&nbsp; He just moved his fingers, back and forth, back and forth along the soft skin.&nbsp; <br><br>After a few moments of that, he took the left foot into his warm hands and rubbed the soles in small circles.&nbsp; Aiming to kneed any stress out of them, to relax and comfort Jared.&nbsp; The Demon didn't say anything, focusing very hard on what he was doing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 21:49:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Oh god. Demon looked so much like a child when he grinned, happy just because Jared let him touch. Strange. Well, go figure. He would not have minded someone to touch either. He was the kind of person who did not function well without company. Sure, living with Sheila was nice, but Sheila was his dog, not his lover or significant other. And now Demon was here. Apparently with the only goal of pleasing him. <br><br>He actually did what was asked of him, and while it did tickle, he wanted to be touched. The touch of skin against skin was one of the best things in life, he believed. He almost dropped the beer bottle at first, but then put it away to rest on the floor, and patted Sheila with both of his hands instead. Oh. That felt nice. Somehow it seemed that Demon knew what to do, even if he had not given a footrub in his life. Jared almost shrugged. Well, he did not know how it worked. Maybe they were given knowledge about certain things.<br><br>Like...sex. <br><br>He blushed and then cursed at himself mentally. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 22:23:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jared seemed to be enjoying this, and it brought a smile to the Demon's face.<br>"You like this?&nbsp; I'm glad.&nbsp; I like doing it for you."<br><br>His fingers dug in a little deeper, circles pressing harder into his feet.&nbsp; He wanted to have Jared relax, he wanted to have Jared feel good.&nbsp; Judging by the blush to the boy's cheeks, he was guessing that he was succeeding.&nbsp; <br><br>"Close your eyes if you want too," The Demon purred.&nbsp; "Close your eyes and let yourself relax.&nbsp; Feel all tension leave your body, feel that everything is alright.&nbsp; Don't worry about anything, just relax, just drift.&nbsp; Relax.." the sounds just rolled off his tongue, rumbling in his throat and chest.&nbsp; His voice was so warm, so smooth, you'd think it would melt ice.'<br><br>His hands moved too, going up and down the soft soles that were in his hands.&nbsp; They went all the way down to the heels, rubbing and kneading them, all the way up to the toes, which he&nbsp; squeezed gently between fingers.<br><br>He alternated between light, semi-ticklish touches to deep, massaging touches.&nbsp; The whole time he seemed to purr.&nbsp; It was a deep, relaxing sound that rumbled from deep inside the Demon.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 22:41:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, it's good," Jared said quietly, sounding a bit more unwound than before. "Thanks."<br><br>Sheila growled softly and twitched a bit. She was getting restless, especially with neither of the men paying attention to her. <br><br>Jared obeyed, and somehow he started feeling much much better. Sleek and coiled and warm instead of hot, and just plain comfy. He was still human and Demon was what he was, a creature born to entice and to seduce. Jared honestly tried to relax, and so he slipped further into the spell and that purr aroused him, made him want to get closer to Demon. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>05-11-2008, 06:19:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It always starts with baby steps.&nbsp; Things are much harder to notice if you don't really realise that they're happening.&nbsp; The Demon's hands started moving from Jared's feet up to his ankles.&nbsp; Just moving slowly, working his skin and flesh gently.<br><br>His hands moved further up still, trailing across Jared's legs.&nbsp; The demon continued to purr, seeing just how far he could go before Jared stopped him.<br><br>He knew he would be stopped, it was just a matter of when.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>05-11-2008, 12:43:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jared did not react at first, he just enjoyed the touches lavished upon him. It felt good, and he let out a moan, since his skin was so damn sensitive. He edged closer to Demon, and looked at him with half-lidded eyes. Sheila jumped off his lap and Jared did not even notice that, too deep in pleasure. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>05-11-2008, 17:42:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"There... just relax..." The Demon rumbled.&nbsp; His voice was pure sex, washing and rolling over Jared.&nbsp; You could hear every sound, every letter just dripping over him like hot wax.&nbsp; The Demon continued to purr, the vibrations of this even extending to his finger tips.&nbsp; <br><br>Further up the hands moved, massaging the summoner's calves, moving up to his knees.&nbsp; The Demon didn't know too much about the human world, but he knew how to read people.&nbsp; In this case, he was doing it right.&nbsp; The Demon could read the expression on Jared's face just as easily as if he were reading a book.&nbsp; Despite all of his protests, the Demon know he liked it.&nbsp; The Demon knew he wanted it.<br><br>Fingers trailed up towards thighs, stroking and teasing.&nbsp; He was so light with his touches, so gentle.<br><br>He almost wondered if Jared would feel or react when he gently dragged his fingers over the man's crotch.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>05-11-2008, 18:14:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jared reached out to Demon and pulled him closer by the arms, wishing to feel the other's body. The spell of the demon had made him lose his inhibitions, and his fear of being ridiculed, and so he did what he really wanted to do: he kissed Demon fully on the lips. He drank in all the wonderful smells, and the heat, all enough to almost drive him insane. <br><br>His whole body felt as it was aflame, and he was hard as a rock. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 16:10:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Now this was more like it.&nbsp; A small predatory smile cross the Demon's soft lips as he allowed himself to be pulled closer to Jared.&nbsp; This is what he wanted, this is what he was trying to accomplish.&nbsp; Well, mission accomplished.<br><br>His mouth went hungrily for Jared's, as though he needed it as much as the other seemed to need it.&nbsp; It wasn't a soft kiss, it wasn't gentle.&nbsp; It was pure hunger, pure hormones.. pure lust.&nbsp; Once his arms were free, his hands found his way to Jared's hair.&nbsp; Fingers ran through it, nails gently scratching his scalp.&nbsp; He hoped that Jared appreciated it, but it didn't matter.&nbsp; He had his own lust to deal with aswell.<br><br>He issued a growl deep from within his throad as he felt Jared's hardness against himself.&nbsp; He lay his body right down ontop of the other, his own erection pressing down against Jared's.&nbsp; He wanted as little space between them, as little fabric between them.&nbsp; His tail was in the process of pushing the towel away, letting it fall gently to the floor.&nbsp; Now the Demon's whole body was pressing against his summoner. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 16:18:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was like nothing he had tasted before. All the girls, they had been soft and sweet and nice, but this was completely different. Demon tasted like spices and fire, and passion. The kiss was so hard and needy to be almost bruising. Jared's hands roamed over Demon's body, up his arms and then to his shoulders, where they brushed against wings and went downwards to cup his buttocks. <br><br>The mage growled back, and wished his clothes would magically disappear of something. Sadly, he'd never mastered that one. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 16:46:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Having the practical knowledge of how to seduce and have sex was one thing, but to be in the actual act was another.&nbsp; The taste of Jared's mouth was the first thing he's ever tasted, and if he'd had his way would be the only thing he'd ever taste again.&nbsp; His skin got goosebumps as Jared's hands roamed it.&nbsp; It quivered and shivered ontop of Jared, moaning in pleasure into the other's mouth.&nbsp; His own moan opened slightly, letting Jared's tongue come meet his own if he desired.&nbsp; <br><br>Hand trailed down from Jared's hair, trailing down his chest.&nbsp; One nail grew in length, becoming a claw.&nbsp; One by one, the Demon cut away the buttons keeping the shirt closed.&nbsp; His hands instantly found their way to his skin, feeling and exploring the man's chest.&nbsp; The nail shrunk back till it was normal again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 19:41:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jared thought he would faint from all the pleasure he was already feeling, heat bubbled under his skin and his pants were so tight it almost hurt. He claimed Demon's tongue, and played with it, as if he could not get enough of him. He kneaded his way from Demon's butt to his thighs, feeling the shape of them with his fingers.<br><br>So beautiful, he thought as he opened his eyes for a moment. Jared sighed when he was touched and did not even notice that his shirt had been cut open. Didn't matter. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 20:01:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Soft red hair pooled around them as they kissed.&nbsp; The Demon was very animated while they explored each other' mouths.&nbsp; Occasionally he'd pull back to bite at one of Jared's lips, or to nibble the edge of his jaw.&nbsp; Still, his mouth always came back to Jared's mouth, ever eager to taste, explore, and experience.<br><br>"I'm yours," he managed to moan, feeling the other's hands explore his lower body.&nbsp; His own hands had come down to Jared's pants, and were undoing them.&nbsp; Button proved no match for nimble fingers, and the zipper offered no protection.&nbsp; Jared would feel himself exposed as his pants were pulled down to his thighs.&nbsp; The Demon's tail took over from here, pushing the pants all the way down to Jared's ankles.<br><br>"And you're mine.." the Demon hissed in his aroused state.&nbsp; One hand came down to firmly grasp Jared's hard cock.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 20:12:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jared mewled as he was bared to the air, even that feeling like a caress against his hard flesh. He kissed Demon again, hands coming up to caress his chest. Demon's voice sent shudders through his body, and when he spoke again, at the same touching the mage, it was all a bit too much. <br><br>Jared made broken noises as he exploded all over Demon's hand. He felt as if he was being submerged in a wave, and there was a rushing sound in his ears as his orgasm swept over him. The feeling was so intense that he went limp, just managing to look at Demon and do nothing else. There was a pleasant tiredness inside him, making him want to curl up and go straight to sleep. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 20:21:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				One of the benefits of being a lust demon was how things worked.&nbsp; He was a creature of lust, born of the primal pleasures of this man he was ontop of.&nbsp; When Jared's orgasm hit, so did the Demon's.&nbsp; He cried out, the sensation ripping through his body. Body.&nbsp; It was the first time he'd experienced this with a body.&nbsp; It felt so different.. all the more raw.<br><br>As the after effects shuddered through him, he lay down happily ontop of Jared.&nbsp; Their cum together mixed on their chests, pressed and mixed together as the Demon lay flat against Jared.&nbsp; Their touch was hot and sticky now.<br><br>The Demon didn't say anything, he didn't need to.&nbsp; His face was entirely aglow, and a bit almost cat like smile was on his lips.&nbsp; He stayed laying ontop of Jared, his tail wagging happily, as the Demon licked Jared's cum from his own fingers.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 20:24:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jared watched how Demon shuddered on top of him, and he thought it was one of the hottest things he'd ever seen. The hottest, actually. He did not even mind having him close or getting a bit dirty, since he still felt positively sated and warm. However, no spell lasts forever, and Demon was young. <br><br>So, one moment the entire muddle seemed to lift and Jared found that he was laying on his back, with Demon against him and he himself was covered with cum, oh my fucking God. <br><br>"What the hell?" he asked, eyes narrowing and body tensing up immediately. "Get off me," he ordered, without thinking.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 20:49:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Demon was starting to get sick of the orders.&nbsp; He was starting to get tired of the putdowns, and the tone of voice was starting to hurt his feelings.&nbsp; For now it didn't matter too much, he was still riding the high of his first orgasm.<br><br>Peeling his body from Jared was a sticky affaid, but he still happened.&nbsp; The Demon curled up on one corner of the couch, still licking his fingers clean.<br><br>"Tell me you didn't enjoy that," he purred.&nbsp; "I've got a stick hand that says you loved it.&nbsp; You're welcome to come lick me clean too if you want.."<br><br>He grinned at Jared, making sure he took long licks with his tongue, trying to be suggestive.&nbsp; His tail loosely wrapped around Jared's ankle, tip of the tail stroking the instep of his foot.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 20:54:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Oh gods.<br><br>Jared scrambled off the couch, and pulled his pants on, all in all appearing very clumsy, since he was still worn out from the orgasm. He felt a bit...drained. Then he crossed his arms on his chest and glared at Demon. He was not happy anymore. Not at all. <br><br>"I don't know what kind of stuff that was, but the moment you do it again, I will go to the Warlocks and I will have you banished. Even if I need to recruit the whole coven of London to do it. Understood?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 21:07:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				That did it.&nbsp; That was all that needed to be said.&nbsp; More threats.&nbsp; By impulse nails became claws, and cainine teeth became fangs.<br><br>"Do 'that stuff'?&nbsp; You know what 'that stuff' was?&nbsp; It was me doing what you wanted!&nbsp; It was me doing what YOU summoned me here for!"&nbsp; He was angry enough there was split flying.&nbsp; He even stood up, curling and uncurling claws.<br><br>"I didn't hear you complaining moments ago!&nbsp; I didn't hear you saying boo about it when you were getting your rocks off, now did I?&nbsp; No, but now that it's all over, you're going back to blaming me!&nbsp; YOU are blaming ME?!&nbsp; You're the one who summoned me, you're the one who made me!"&nbsp; He finished this with a snarl.<br><br>As quickly as his rage appeared, it melted away.&nbsp; Fangs retracted to be teeth, claws returned to soft hands.&nbsp; He sunk down to the floor, his eyes wide, his tail drooping.&nbsp; He was leaning against the couch, huffing and puffing a bit, head faced downwards.<br><br>"I didn't ask for you to summon me, you know.&nbsp; You asked the abyss to give you something, and they sent me."&nbsp; He turned up his eyes to Jared, wet and misty.&nbsp; This wasn't a crocodile act.&nbsp; This seemed real.<br><br>"Do you really hate me so much?&nbsp; Do you think I'm so repulsive...?&nbsp; I wish I could go back, but now I'm stuck with you"<br><br>He turned away, putting his back to Jared.&nbsp; He was still leaning on the couch, head flat on the seat.&nbsp; His little wings gave one pathetic flap.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 21:16:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jared took a step back, when Demon changed. He did not want to admit to himself, but those fangs and claws had sent a chill of true fear through him. For all he was, a lust demon was still a demon. He was silent as he watched Demon finally collapse to the floor. The way Demon looked at him, genuinely sad, made him feel even worse about himself. <br><br>He had messed it all up. Everything. He should not have blamed Demon for appearing, after all, he apparently had not gotten a say in this and was just as hurt as Jared was. <br><br>He turned around and walked into the bathroom, not knowing what to do. What to do with himself or with Demon. He pulled the door closed and sat down on the floor, back against it. He buried his face in his hands, cursing himself all the while. Well, he would never do a summoning again, obviously. Considering that he sucked so much at it he had summoned someone he did not want and who did not want him either. <br><br>Jared had enjoyed it, but it had been as a spell on him. What had it done? Had it made him desire Demon, or had it just made him lose his inhibitions? He particularly did not like that last idea, because that would have meant that he really was...gay. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 21:32:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was something wrong.&nbsp; Demon didn't know what it was, but there was something wrong.&nbsp; His body, it felt heavy.&nbsp; He felt like he couldn't go on.&nbsp; Was this tired?&nbsp; Was this what human's felt as tired?&nbsp; He didn't like this sensation.&nbsp; He didn't like it one bit.<br><br>Using the back of his hand to wipe the mist from his eyes, he crawled back up onto the couch.&nbsp; He had the urge to lay still, the urge to close his eyes.&nbsp; He settled himself in, his back against the back of the couch, his head settled on the warm rest.&nbsp; His legs gathered up under him, and he hugged his arms close to his chest for comfort.&nbsp; He felt a pressure behind his eyes, and a pain in his chest.&nbsp; He knew he wanted to cry, he knew he wanted to let out all of the emotions inside of him.&nbsp; He couldn't though, and he wouldn't.&nbsp; Jared wouldn't get the satisfation.&nbsp; he wouldn't let the human know that he was as hurt as he was.&nbsp; <br><br>The problem with being a demon, even a lust demon, is that they felt.&nbsp; Being created of human emotions meant they had a closer connections to emotions, and not just the ones they were born of.&nbsp; <br><br>The Demon curled himself up, and close his eyes.&nbsp; His tail tucked neatly under him, a few stay tears sneaked out from behind closed lids, and he felt himself drift away into sleep.<br><br>Mouth slightly ajar, he breathed softly, his face looking young and relaxed.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 21:50:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jared sat there for an hour, alone. Eventually the dried come on his body started feeling too uncomfortable and so the young man took a shower. He cleaned himself thoroughly, at the same time trying to figure out what to do with Demon. He would have to mop this up by himself, nobody would make it easier for him. Once you summoned something or someone, the consequences were your fault. <br><br>He also felt guilty and made up his mind about apologizing. He would apologize. Maybe...maybe they could have...well. He could try getting along with Demon and explaining him about this. It was the least he could do for the poor creature...no. Not creature. For the poor guy. Yeah. Demons were people too. <br><br>Once he got out, now dressed in a comfortable green turtleneck and blue jeans, he found that Demon was fast asleep on the couch. Oh yeah, sleeping arrangements were also a problem. He figured that they could swap, since the bed barely fit two people and he would not make the Demon sleep in the same bed with him. Jared stopped in front of the couch and looked at Demon. He appeared so innocent, it was such a strange thing to think about a demon, wasn't it? He took a blanket and laid it on Demon's prone form, with sadness noticing that the other had cried. This would not do at all. <br><br>Not wanting to disturb him right now, Jared went to figure out what kind of clothes he could give to Demon to wear, because for the sake of his sanity, he did not want him walking around naked. He finally settled on a pair of looser pants and a large T-shirt. Of course, he would need to ask about the tail, as he supposed that creative arrangements would have to be made. That done, he went to give Sheila more food and started fixing dinner. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 22:32:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Pots, pans, and the sound of water slowly wakes The Demon.&nbsp; Hm.. he didn't remember falling asleep with this blanket on him.&nbsp; He pulled the blanket tighter around himself, and completely vanished under the covers.&nbsp; He didn't want to come out.&nbsp; He was happy in the warm and the dark.&nbsp; It reminded him a little bit of what his life was like before hand.&nbsp; <br><br>Still, he couldn't stay here forever...<br><br>He appeared from the blanket again, giving a big toothy yawn and a stretch.&nbsp; He looked down, their mixed cum still dried to his chest.&nbsp; He felt the urge to cry again, but pushed it aside.&nbsp; Rising from the couch, he wrapped the blanket around his shoulders.&nbsp; This one was long enough to go down to his knees, so he was completely covered.<br><br>He padded quietly up to Jared.&nbsp; His face was flat, no tears but no smile either.&nbsp; He didn't want any more abuse, but he was attached to this human.&nbsp; <br><br>"What're you doing?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 22:37:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jared had been meddling around in the kitchen, trying to make the pasta good. He was not much of a cook, but what he lacked in skill, he made up by trying very very hard. The food smelled of tomatoes, and meat and basil, even if those might not have been things Demon was familiar with.<br><br>The mage turned to look at him, face serious and lined. He looked tired. <br><br>"I am making food. Do you wish to eat? I am not sure if your kind eats this kind of food, but you could try it." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 22:45:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				No yelling?&nbsp; No mockery?&nbsp; No telling Demon that he should get out and never come back and poof into a puff of smoke to never return again and bother poor little Jared who doesn't like guys unless he's actively making out with them?<br><br>"I.. don't know."&nbsp; The front of the blanket opened briefly as The Demon rubbed his stomach with one hand.&nbsp; Was he hungry?<br><br>"I feel.. something.&nbsp; I don't know what it is.&nbsp; I've never had human food, so I don't know."<br><br>It was a mystery to even him.&nbsp; He looked down, seeing the little dog munching happily away.&nbsp; A small smile popped onto his face as he watched the little furry beast, but it disappeared by the time he looked back up to Jared.<br><br>"Is there.. something I should do?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 22:50:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jared noticed that Demon was still dirty.<br><br>"Well, you could wash yourself. I should come and show you how the shower works. And clothes, I hope the ones I picked fit. People do that. Wear clothes. Then you can come and try if you like food." <br><br>It was both adorable and terrible at the same time to have Demon here, to have him be so innocent and inexperienced about the world. Jared would teach him, then. Even if he was not going to plan on keeping him around for long. He would figure out...something. Would find out how it worked. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 22:59:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Very business like, very professionally, the demon gave a nod.<br><br>"If you could.&nbsp; I'd like to clean this off of me."<br><br>The Demon could see that Jared was trying to be nicer.&nbsp; He was trying to be a little bit kinder.&nbsp; The Demon wasn't ready to be nicer just yet.&nbsp; He was still new to being coporeal, and he felt vulnerable.&nbsp; Right now if he could go back to being just a floating bundle of thoughts in the abyss, he probably would.<br><br>"Show me how it works Jared?"&nbsp; The Demon would follow Jared, taking in any and all instructions offered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 23:03:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure," Jared replied, and took the steaming pot off the gas. He smelled it a bit, then went to show Demon how the shower worked. The bathroom was kind of small, so they were quite close together, but the mage was obviously trying to ignore that.<br><br>"So, you can turn the water hotter or colder, and you can have a bit of water, or a lot," he explained, while showing the proper buttons and things. "You can use these to wash yourself. Soap is for the body, and shampoo is for hair. Once you're done, you just turn it all off, and get out." <br><br>Demon was still annoyed at him, Jared thought. Well, he would have been annoyed at himself as well, had he been in the Demon's place. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 23:22:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Demon listened to all of the instructions carefully.&nbsp; Though he didn't like Jared very much right now, he still felt for him.&nbsp; He wouldn't say love.. but it was stronger than a like.&nbsp; Attached maybe?&nbsp; He was attached to him sounded acceptable for now.<br><br>The instructions were easy enough.&nbsp; He should be able to handle this with some ease.&nbsp; Soap for body, shampoo for hair.. check and double check.<br><br>"What about the clothes you said?&nbsp; Where do I find those?"<br><br>His voice had softened a bit.&nbsp; Mostly because he was forgetting to keep it up.<br><br>Demon tried to keep himself as far away from Jared as he could in the bathroom.&nbsp; He wanted space between them, didn't want to be touching Jared.&nbsp; Well, he did want to touch Jared, but not right now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 23:27:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"There, on the washing machine," Jared said and pointed at them. "I'll go and lay out the table. Have fun." <br><br>With that he walked out of the bathroom, and closed the door gently behind him. He went to set the table, just like he had said. That done, he made himself a cup of tea and sat at the table. He passed time by staring out of the window. He hoped that they would manage to get along somehow. Oh, shit, he had work tomorrow. What would he have to do then? He could not leave Demon behind, but he did not find the idea of showing up at the pet store with Demon in tow appealing either. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>07-11-2008, 00:04:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As soon as Jared was gone the blanket was dropped to the floor.<br><br>2 minutes later the Demon was in the shower, letting the hot water spray over him.<br><br>3 minutes later he was all soapy, scrubbing himself clean.<br><br>5 minutes later he had a head full of a soapy hair.&nbsp; He was also singing, noticing that it sounded nicer in here.&nbsp; He wasn't singing any words, just sounds.<br><br>7 minutes later he was standing in front of the bathroom mirror, cutting his hair with his claw, letting the long get hair tumble down to the sink.<br><br>10 minutes later he was standing outside, drying himself off with a towel.&nbsp; His little wings were flapping away, trying to dry up his back<br><br>12 minutes later he was standing naked in front of the clothes, somewhat confused.<br><br>16 minutes later Jared would hear a THUMP, the sound of the demon falling down again.&nbsp; <br><br>17 minutes later he walked back into the kitchen.&nbsp; His hair was cut shorter, to about his ear length.&nbsp; It was bright red and messy.&nbsp; The black tee shirt fit snugly across his shoulders.&nbsp; It really showed off his body, and how his body narrowed to his hips.&nbsp; The blue jeans fit a little more loosely, all the way down to bare toes.&nbsp; He'd tried walking in the socks and fell forward on his face, not having the traction he'd had when barefoot.&nbsp; Close inspection would show that the pants were being held up by his tail, which had wrapped around and around the belt loop.&nbsp; He'd cut a small hole in the back of the jeans, letting the tail slip out easily.<br><br>The Demon was rubbing his nose, which had hit the floor when he fell forward.&nbsp; Little shredded pieces of sock were visible still clinging to his claws, which were shrinking back into nails.<br><br>"I fell down"<br><br>The demon said, small pout on his face.&nbsp; Apparently he was less mad with Jared.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>09-11-2008, 17:37:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jared turned to look when Demon entered. Hmm...why had he cut his hair? Well, the do, even if it was a bit ragged, was nice on him. No socks. Would not that get a bit too cold? Walking around barefoot like that. Of course, it could be that demon was not such a scaredycat in terms of temperature as Jared was. <br><br>"Did you hurt yourself badly?" the mage asked back. He had been reading a book, but he had closed it now, just keeping one finger as a bookmark between the pages. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>10-11-2008, 15:53:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Demon shook his head.<br><br>"It doesn't hurt.&nbsp; It did at first for a while, but now it is gone."<br><br>From the Demon's end, the ice had melted a bit.&nbsp; Yes, he was still standoffish, but he did not seem nearly as angry.&nbsp; He even got closer to Jared to see what was being prepared.&nbsp; Jared would notice though that the being who'd previously had little regard for personal space was not making sure there was atleast room for one person to stand comfortably between the two of them.<br><br>The Demon was eyeing the food.&nbsp; He felt something knawing a him from the inside, and assumed it was hunger.&nbsp; It was in the right place.. he thought.<br><br>"What is this you made..?&nbsp; You said it's food?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>10-11-2008, 16:53:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's food. Pasta with tomate sauce. Sit and eat," Jared said. He laid out suitable portions for each of them, put some grated cheese on top and started eating. Compared to average 20-something bachelors, Jared was a pretty good cook. He thought so himself, at least. He did not look at Demon when he ate and appeared to be completely engrossed in what he was doing.<br><br>He was like that, he did everything with utmost concentration. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>12-11-2008, 15:19:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Demon was concentrating as well.&nbsp; He'd&nbsp; never used these.. things.. before.<br><br>Despite the fact that his hands were able to please Jared, they were able to hold things and touch things and stroke things.. he didn't seem to be getting the hang of these.. utensils.<br><br>He must have looked strange, holding the useless pieces of metal in his clumsy hands, staring very intensly at Jared's hands.&nbsp; He was trying to mimic the actions, copy how Jared was doing it, but was having no more success than a very determined toddler would have.<br><br>A powerful Demon, born of lust and created through black magic.&nbsp; Others of his kind have brought down empires and ruined mortal souls... this one couldn't get a handle on pasta.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>14-11-2008, 14:06:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jared ate without a care for the world until he noticed that Demon was struggling. <br><br>"You have a problem?" he asked quietly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>14-11-2008, 19:48:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The demon snarled at his place, showing fang as he tossed his fork and spoon at the plate with a clank.&nbsp; Sauce was had managed to find itself smeared onto his cheek.<br><br>"There is no problem, other than this 'pasta' is not behaving!&nbsp; I don't understand how you make it look so easy like that!"<br><br>The Demon growled again, picked up the fork, and gave the food a few good stabs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 19:43:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jared tried not to laugh. He found it a bit endearing that Demon did not know how to eat pasta. But then he got a little embarrassed and so he held out his hand.<br><br>"Give me the fork. I'll show you how." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>17-11-2008, 00:57:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Demon looked at Jared with a slightly suspicious look.&nbsp; He hadn't completely forgiven the boy for his behaviour just yet.. but he was hungry.<br><br>"Okay.. here.." he passed Jared the fork.&nbsp; His eyes were watching Jared very carefully, ready to take in everything he did, no matter of slight he was.<br><br>He wasn't going to miss out on anything.<br><br>The Demon's stomach gave a rumble loud enough to be heard by both.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>17-11-2008, 01:08:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jared accepted the fork and gathered a bit of the pasta, twirling it around the utensil. He heard the groan from Demon's stomach and figured that he would get to the teaching some other time.&nbsp; <br><br>"Open up. Your mouth, that is." <br><br>He tried not to wave the fork around too much. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>17-11-2008, 16:46:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was no shame, since The Demon didn't have any.&nbsp; He just opened his mouth for Jared and waited to be fed.&nbsp; His eyes had watched Jared's hands the entire time, seeing how he moved them, how he manipulated the spoon and the fork to get them to do what he wanted.&nbsp; Jared made it seem so easy...<br><br>But for now, The Demon sat there with his mouth open, waiting to be fed by Jared.&nbsp; His face was completely open and trusting.&nbsp; He relied on Jared for alot, and it seemed that he would continue to be relying on Jared for a little while too much.<br><br>As the food was placed in his mouth, he would chew away happily, and Jared would be able to here the swoosh swoosh of a wagging tail.&nbsp; The Demon would smile at Jared the best he could would a closed mouth full of Pasta.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>17-11-2008, 17:23:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jared kept on feeding Demon until the plate was empty. Then he drew back.<br><br>"You full now, or shall I give you more?" he asked.<br><br>Well, since Demon had not spat it out again, he figured that it was tasty enough for his visitor. Sheila also toddled through the door, apparently wanting to play since she came and started rubbing herself against Demon's foot. Jared could not help the fact that his eyes narrowed - Sheila was not usually so friendly with someone she had just met. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>18-11-2008, 05:09:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a contented smile on his face, The Demon leaned back in his chair.&nbsp; His put his hands on his flat little belly, feeling the nice feeling of being.. full.&nbsp; It felt very comforting.. all problems with Jared have momentarily melted away.&nbsp; Of course The Demon still had some sauce on his face, but for now he was willing to deal with that.<br><br>The Demon did not see the look on Jared's face, as he was too busy looking down at Sheila.&nbsp; He was petting the top of the dog's head with his foot, stratching the top of it with his toes.<br><br>"She seems to like me.&nbsp; Does she eat pasta too?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>22-11-2008, 16:30:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At least Demon was a bit happier now.<br><br>"She eats dog food. And you can damn well pet her with your hand," Jared said, voice a little sharper than he had intended. Damn. Usually he was a bit nicer than that, even if he flailed around or screamed at people. But with Demon here, all Jared managed to do, was to be mean and insulting, just because he was bothered by the fact that he had failed so spectacularly. He was ready to swear off doing magic for ever if it would only mean that he would be left alone. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>24-11-2008, 17:24:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Obviously The Demon didn't care for the tone in Jared's voice. As soon as jared snapped at The Demon, the other snapped back.&nbsp; Lips pulled back, revealing rows of long, sharp teeth which had just moments ago looked as normal as any person's teeth.&nbsp; &nbsp;A deep, rumbling growl came from deep in The Demon's throat.<br><br>"She doesn't seem to mind the type of appendage, hand or foot, that scratches her!&nbsp; Maybe she's just more honest than some that way!" The Demon snarled.<br><br>Features returned to normal when he leaned down, giving the top of the dog's head a scratch.&nbsp; He turned around and walked away from the table.&nbsp; But not before he tail shot out, and flipped his plate over face down with a CLANK.&nbsp; The plate didn't break, but any sauce that was on it was not smeared all over the table.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Just A Bit Of Trouble (Deathstalker &amp; Yatta)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>22-12-2008, 19:46:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jared almost flinched when Demon revealed his rather scary teeth, but forced himself to calm. Demon would not hurt him, he knew that he would not. That comment stung, however. He did not reply, just sat there, with the look of one who had just eaten an entire lemon and definitely not enjoyed it.<br><br>Very well, if Demon wanted to get himself in a tiffy, he was perfectly welcome to. Did not change a thing. Only made him harder to live with. <br><br>He stared at the plate as if it was to be blamed for all this. Most likely he was simply using it as a proxy, because the source of his annoyedness had just stalked into the other room, and no way was Jared going to go there at the moment. 
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