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[clayking]

Oh? Should I tell you how much I missed that smile? Hm? Or the feel of your fire against mine? Or the way you slot so perfectly on my lap?

[fireshow]

yeah
stuff like that

[clayking]

Ah.

In that case, I miss your pretty moans. I miss your teasing little smirk. I miss those scathing comments and I miss the feeling of wrapping my arms around you and feeling you press back against me. You are still the most remarkable mortal I've ever known and loved, my firey mortal.

[fireshow]

you sure you don't say that to everyone you fuck here?

[clayking]

Fairly sure, yes.
Though that is a sharp turn of conversation.

[fireshow]

you know how i am

[clayking]

Of course. Those voices in your head never stops doubting me.
I understand.

[fireshow]

it's not really doubting you so much as it is being wary of others

[clayking]

That seems like rather the same time to me, John.
Regardless- while I might play the ear of others with sweet words. They are not the same ones I say to you.

[fireshow]

you do
and i'll break your pinky toe

[clayking]

A bad time to point out I don't have bones, though I understand the sentiment.

[fireshow]

you better

[clayking]

Have I proved myself yet? Hm? Or should I remind you in person while you're the fire in my heart, John?

[fireshow]

i should always be the fire in your heart

[clayking]

You always will be, John.

[fireshow]

oh, daddy

[clayking]

You know that word makes me wish to bend you over the back out the couch.

[fireshow]

maybe you should
it's the new year and you haven't fucked me yet
daddy's slacking

[clayking]

Well now I must simply know, have you been fucked yet?
But I am happy to come burn those clothes off and remind you exactly what cock you should be craving, John.

[fireshow]

i have
i was fucked nice and hard into the new year
had the holy man himself come inside me when the fireworks went off

[clayking]

Ah. The false god's false son. Charming.
And did you see fireworks yourself?
Hm.

[fireshow]

are you jealous, daddy?
maybe you should bend me over your knee and spank me for being bad

[clayking]

Perhaps a touch. Even if I do love the stories of your slutty adventures, pretty boy.
Perhaps I should. Remind you of your place. See you wiggle and whimper for me.

[fireshow]

you know i like making you jealous
it makes me hard
having my big strong demon daddy get all huffy
it's hot

[clayking]

Go on then.
Tell me what a little slut you've been.
Make me all jealous.
Get me all huffy.