Instead of answering Deiru, Kaden simply bit his ear once again, allowing his teeth to capture it for a short while until he heard the demon speak again. Smiling widely, as though he had just won a medal, Kaden let out a purr like sound when Deiru said ‘fine’, although what came afterwards made him roll his eyes and scowl.
“I won’t pass out! And stop calling me old. Besides I’m sure I’ll be fine by tomorrow.” Kaden grumbled, having no idea how untrue that was. Most likely he’d be way too weak to walk on patrol for nearly ten hours, it would be extremely difficult.
Moving his hands from the front of Deiru towards the back, Kaden pulled down his pants just enough to see the piercing endowing the crack of his ass, brushing his fingers against it and smiling. “Let’s do this in my bed then, so that I won’t collapse on the ground.” Kaden said sarcastically about the collapsing part. He doubed he’d be that bad.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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