Showing inner ambivalence, Kaden creased his brow and sighed. "I don't know." he whispered. While closing his eyes, the demon felt Deiru's fingers along his chest and he calmed down. How could his body be so sure about this man when his mind kept telling him otherwise?
Peeking his red eyes open, Kaden looked at Deiru and then began to think a little more. "We don't need to be called anything, but it is....rather nice. I mean, we won't be single anymore, meaning you won't have to castrate me from being with another man since I won't be with anyone else." Kaden only joked vaguely before continuing. "We can date, and if someone flirts with either of us it's so much easier to say that we're 'taken' instead of simply not knowing what to call each other."
Kaden sighed and enjoyed the soft movement of Deiru's hand. "I'd rather you be my boyfriend then nothing at all." He admitted while looking into Deiru's eyes.
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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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