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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. ]

And I do adore it. My pretty fireband.

How could you not?

[ 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.

What power you have...

[ 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.]

[ 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.]

John-...

[ 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. ]

What?

[ 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.]

You are a confusing little demon, at times.

Yeah, well. I'm not a demon, am I?

[ 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?

One of your virtues I suppose.

[ 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?

I might have a condition or two with it.

[ 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? ]

Naturally.

[ 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.

You wish to be my only husband?

[ 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?

No.

[ 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.

...

[ 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.

Don't get all grouchy about it.

[ 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?

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.

So then do it.

[ He says it so simply. So matter of fact. ]

Marry me and make me your prince. On Halloween.

[ There's a gentle hum at that- mostly because he was still unsure if John would back out once again on this but it did feel different.

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.

Just seems fitting for a Prince of Hell. Even if he's a former one.

[ Raising a brow in a rather suggestive sort of manner, he lets teeth sink into his bottom lip for a moment before he leans in rather abruptly then and kisses the demon. Slow. Hard. Fiercely almost. After what feels like forever for him, he breaks the kiss and just rests his forehead there against Caliban's, eyes falling shut with a hand at the curve of the demon's neck. ]

You're still here. After almost three years and everything we've been through... you're still the one here. Even a demon of Hell deserves a happy ending for putting up with everything you have.

[ There's a moment where Caliban goes to open his mouth to point out that he could still be the King of Hell but he closes it all the same. And instead just groans into that kiss Letting himself get swept away by the taste of John, by the sheer feeling of him being back- which still hadn't really worn off yet. His head leans against John with a gentle little hum.]

Perhaps. Though all I wish is that it's your happy ending as well- John. That you do say yes out of a simple act of being selfless. I wish you to be my prince because you desire it- you desire me.

[ He pointed out as he slipped his hands down along the other side as he brushed his nose against the other.]

That is to say, I wish to do this. As long as you do.

This place brought me back to you. Not to anyone else. Just to you. Think that says something, doesn't it?

[ He's thought about that in the time he'd spent pretending he didn't remember — wondered to himself what it could mean, if anything at all. And it's led him here. To this. Right on the couch that he'd been away from for a couple years. At least for him it has been.

Letting hands slide down the front of Caliban's chest, he leans back a little, tilting his head back some to look up to him. ]

I let you carve into my skin.

I suppose it did.

[ Which is kinda fucked up to the thankful of the city to bring John back to this special kind of hell but...well, he can't really deny that he was happy about that. About having the mutant in his life again. Under him like this.

He meets those eyes without hesitation as a wry little grin appears on his lips at those words.]

Well, now you're just trying to get me hard again. [ He shot over at the other before he gave a gentle hum at those words-] You did. You let me make you mine. Not a single other soul could have you in that way while you wore it.

It was a big commitment.

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