[ And just like that there's that familiar spark of fire right behind the couch and a moment later Caliban's hand was reaching out of those flames to find John's long hair and tugging his head back as rough as possible. The demon stepped out of that tunnel of flames a moment later with a smirk that could mean about a thousand different things.
He's clearly been at the Grey Room, if only based on the face he was wearing his usual slutty black vest-no shirt-combo that got most of the customers buying a few extra drinks.
His other hand was just going to smooth down John's chest possessively, like he was already aching to remind the other who owned him.]
Seemed like worth reminding you of that fact all the same.
[ He pointed out a purr almost in his voice as his hand smoothed lower, and lower down John's chest to finally move over that crotch and gave it a squeeze as he met those eyes. ]
[ Another little hum on his lips, that grin never seems to fade, even at the second yank to come. Although, rather than act a brat or say something to rile the other up, a slight tilt of his head there to lean in against Caliban's so close to his neck, he lets his eyes fall shut then. Words soft when he speaks. ]
Maybe you should marry me for real this time then.
[ There's a still of the entire demon's body at that. His lips even frozen on the other's neck- his hand loosening on John's crotch as the immortal was genuinely, utterly, and completely surprised by those words.
His head raised slightly to peer over at the other because...
Well- he's not entirely sure it's not suddenly the city messing with him.]
[ He figured that would get Caliban to feel some sort of way, but. He's gone and said it and he's leaning his head back against the couch some, those blue-gray eyes of his looking up to the demon there. ]
[ There's a little suck of his cheek as he meets those eyes as he tries to read the other face to see if it was simple dirty talk or not. ]
You do realize what you just uttered, correct?
[ He pointed out warmth still emitting through his words. He wasn't mad. Just...thrown for a moment. Which for an immortal was impressive. Besides- they'd been down the commitment road before, John. The other had backed out before. Caliban was just going to move his hands away as he moved back around the couch- but he did press his knees either side of John's body as he towered over at him.]
Still, with Caliban so close to him there on the couch, hands come to gently drop to the demon's thighs. Not moving. Just resting there as he looks up to him because... he knows. How could he not? How they've been down this road before with John being the one to always become hot and cold with it. But, ignoring the short time here he'd been away (though it was much longer for him back home) and all, it'll be three years now that he's been here. That this has been his home of sorts. ]
It's just... almost been three years now, hasn't it?
[ The demon mused with a little tilt of his head as he kept his eyes locked on the mutant boy he'd become so very, very fond of over the years. There's a little brush of his tongue as the demon realizes that this actually going to become serious talk rather than something simple. The prince just took a breath he certainly did not need since, hey, not like he had lungs.]
It has. [ He said simply as he leaned forward a touch.] Are you sure it's a path you wish to walk, John?
[ It's not like the whole relationship hadn't been by those same conditions. There's a little arch of his eyebrows as if he was waiting for John to fill in those conditions. ]
Everything that's yours is mine. You also don't marry anyone else.
[ Which, somehow, seems to go without saying, but. The pause that comes after that is a little... different from John and when he speaks again, it's after a moment of licking over his lips. As if wondering if he should even ask such a thing. ]
And you keep the consideration open to making me a demon.
[ There's a beat at that next question because his eyebrows arch up at that very, very unexpected request because-... he wasn't even sure that was something on the table really.]
You wish to give up your immortal soul? Do you even know what that would require?
You don't marry anyone else. Husband or wife. It's just you and me. I don't give a fuck if you sleep with other people. But marriage with someone else is off the table.
[ He's very pointed with that.
At the other part, well. He'd expected Caliban's reaction to be... something, though he hadn't been sure what, so. When the demon seems taken aback by that, John just licks over his lips again. ]
I don't. Obviously. And I'm not saying to do it, but. If I want to— if I want you to, then you do it.
[ It was a reasonable enough request- him not getting married to anyone else. Sabrina was dead- so he was technically a widower and John was the only one he could see himself seriously marrying anyway. ]
All right- seems reasonable. Even if that would make you the king's consort of hell.
[ He pointed out before he addressed that second part with a such of his cheek. The other might truly know what he was asking for- Sabrina had been a different case since she'd had celestial blood but a mortal choosing to fall harder thing to grabble with, magically speaking.]
So you wish me to sign away my right to voice if you do it or not?
[ Caliban just sucks on the inside of his cheek for a moment- the full weight of that possibility was hard to have that urge to explain exactly what the mortal man was asking for.
Still.]
If that was what you truly wished, I'd consider it. Even without the possibility of marriage, John.
Hm, till the heat death of the universe. Every universe.
[ He pointed out as he leaned into that touch on his thighs, his nose bumping back against the others. His hands pressed against the others chest, smoothing down it and even slipping over that heart for a moment.]
I want you a thousand different ways, John. Always do.
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Right now.
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He's clearly been at the Grey Room, if only based on the face he was wearing his usual slutty black vest-no shirt-combo that got most of the customers buying a few extra drinks.
His other hand was just going to smooth down John's chest possessively, like he was already aching to remind the other who owned him.]
You're a tease.
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And? You've never cared before that I am.
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[ He pointed out a purr almost in his voice as his hand smoothed lower, and lower down John's chest to finally move over that crotch and gave it a squeeze as he met those eyes. ]
And I do adore it. My pretty fireband.
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[ Said while still wearing that grin on his lips, a soft hum to follow when he's gently teased with the palm of the demon's hand. ]
You can't even stay mad at me for long.
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[ Caliban teased as he gave the other cock another playful squeeze as he lowered his head to tease his lips against the side of the other's neck. ]
You control the King of Demons. It's very impressive.
[ He pointed out out as that hand gave another sharp tug to the others hair.]
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Maybe you should marry me for real this time then.
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His head raised slightly to peer over at the other because...
Well- he's not entirely sure it's not suddenly the city messing with him.]
John-...
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What?
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You do realize what you just uttered, correct?
[ He pointed out warmth still emitting through his words. He wasn't mad. Just...thrown for a moment. Which for an immortal was impressive. Besides- they'd been down the commitment road before, John. The other had backed out before. Caliban was just going to move his hands away as he moved back around the couch- but he did press his knees either side of John's body as he towered over at him.]
You are a confusing little demon, at times.
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[ Just a mutant. A fire manipulating mutant.
Still, with Caliban so close to him there on the couch, hands come to gently drop to the demon's thighs. Not moving. Just resting there as he looks up to him because... he knows. How could he not? How they've been down this road before with John being the one to always become hot and cold with it. But, ignoring the short time here he'd been away (though it was much longer for him back home) and all, it'll be three years now that he's been here. That this has been his home of sorts. ]
It's just... almost been three years now, hasn't it?
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[ The demon mused with a little tilt of his head as he kept his eyes locked on the mutant boy he'd become so very, very fond of over the years. There's a little brush of his tongue as the demon realizes that this actually going to become serious talk rather than something simple. The prince just took a breath he certainly did not need since, hey, not like he had lungs.]
It has. [ He said simply as he leaned forward a touch.] Are you sure it's a path you wish to walk, John?
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[ Because of course he would. If he didn't, would he even really be the John Allerdyce the demon has come to know and love all these years now? ]
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[ It's not like the whole relationship hadn't been by those same conditions. There's a little arch of his eyebrows as if he was waiting for John to fill in those conditions. ]
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[ Which, somehow, seems to go without saying, but. The pause that comes after that is a little... different from John and when he speaks again, it's after a moment of licking over his lips. As if wondering if he should even ask such a thing. ]
And you keep the consideration open to making me a demon.
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[ There's a beat at that next question because his eyebrows arch up at that very, very unexpected request because-... he wasn't even sure that was something on the table really.]
You wish to give up your immortal soul? Do you even know what that would require?
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[ He's very pointed with that.
At the other part, well. He'd expected Caliban's reaction to be... something, though he hadn't been sure what, so. When the demon seems taken aback by that, John just licks over his lips again. ]
I don't. Obviously. And I'm not saying to do it, but. If I want to— if I want you to, then you do it.
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All right- seems reasonable. Even if that would make you the king's consort of hell.
[ He pointed out before he addressed that second part with a such of his cheek. The other might truly know what he was asking for- Sabrina had been a different case since she'd had celestial blood but a mortal choosing to fall harder thing to grabble with, magically speaking.]
So you wish me to sign away my right to voice if you do it or not?
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[ He sighs, giving a shake of his head. ]
I mean you consider it. You listen to my reasons for it. You don't just dismiss it as a bad idea or whatever.
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[ Caliban just sucks on the inside of his cheek for a moment- the full weight of that possibility was hard to have that urge to explain exactly what the mortal man was asking for.
Still.]
If that was what you truly wished, I'd consider it. Even without the possibility of marriage, John.
But all right.
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[ Smoothing his hands along the inside of Caliban's thighs, he leans in then — straightens up a little and noses at the demon softly. ]
You want me forever, don't you?
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[ He pointed out as he leaned into that touch on his thighs, his nose bumping back against the others. His hands pressed against the others chest, smoothing down it and even slipping over that heart for a moment.]
I want you a thousand different ways, John. Always do.
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[ He says it so simply. So matter of fact. ]
Marry me and make me your prince. On Halloween.
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As John seemed to be the one pushing for it rather than the demon for a change. ]
All Souls Day? Are you doing that because you wish to have a spooky night or because you know the world's veils are thinner?
[ He pointed out with a little reach up to cup the other's neck before he just simply nodded.]
I would love to make you my Prince, forever. John.
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