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Kaden's eyes shifted when he heard a tearing sound, noticing his sheets were being massacred by Animal's sharp clays, instantly stopping the older demons hand from moving.
"Animal." Kaden said sternly, grasping the mans wrist and pulling it off of the sheets to stop him from ripping them further. "You have to be careful where you use your nails." Kaden scolded, his voice slightly hard but he didn't sound mad, just a little fraternal.
"If you do that to my skin, or to anything damageable, it'll ruin it." Kaden's fingers loosened and he looked at the young man before him, smirking a little as he noticed his cock still hard.
"You're so pure in contrast to your other half, yet I still crave you nearly the same way." Kaden muttered, not admitting that he actually preferred Deiru over Animal. Of course, he liked to have his fix of both, but in the end he fell for the stubborn demon that tried to kill and castrate him before having the same feelings for Animal.
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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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