Giving Deiru space to turn, Kaden tilted his head to the side and smirked. “Well, I’ll be less bossy more often, so get used to it.” he whispered, looking at Deiru shortly before placing his hands anywhere there were bruises along his chest and stomach.
Once that was done, Kaden moved to Deiru’s face, being careful the most there. Brushing his finger along the demons lip, Kaden watched as the deep cut eventually went back to being completely healed, as if it was never there. Travailing up, Kaden then touched close to his eyes, bruising beneath the skin was beginning to form, although he healed it before it could surface.
After a few minutes passed, Kaden finished, taking his hands off of Deiru and inspecting him to make sure he got every part of him. Glancing back up at his face, Kaden saw just how calm he looked, knowing it was a good time to sleep now, especially after such a long day.
Getting up, Kaden turned off the light, heading back towards the bed and pulling the blankets up and over them both. Laying on his side, Kaden reached an arm around Deiru’s body, bringing the younger demon close to his body and closing his eyes while taking a deep breath. It was nice to hold Deiru after today, Kaden was just so upset earlier that now it all felt…good to have his arm wrapped around him. Smiling to himself, Kaden closed his eyes and whispered, unsure if the man before him was awake or not as he did. “Goodnight Deiru.”
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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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