[ A gift bag with two small, lidded mugs that holds a spiced hot cocoa mix, and a note tucked into the side in looping calligraphy, much more elegant than his usual texting style might make you think: enjoy with someone special! thanks for being so cool. happy holidays! <3, Artemis]
I'll take it as a compliment that your impression of me is "spicy hot". I do. While the celebration is really hell-bound. I appreciate the thought of it. And you, as always, are sweet as ever.
It's a little different for Demons. Least of all because Krampus is truly annoying on that front. Oh? And what way would be? Hm? I have no idea what iykwim means
we never did any of the religious stuff
but my parents had to keep up a front
habit too I think??? I lived with humans most of my life
lots of parties and gift exchanges
and it stands for "if you know what I mean"
Ah. Well- I suppose it's still something of a tradition even if you only do it out of a habit. Explains the gifts. Ah. Mortals. And perhaps you should tell me what exactly you mean, hm? If only so I can hear you say it.
I should hope so. And you were kind enough to give me gift. So one returned should be only fair. Even if is to see your lips parted in a perfect expression of pleasure. Of desire and want.
[ He'd been sprawled out in bed when he got the first text, but now
he rolls over onto his stomach, his legs spreading just a bit as he bites
his lip, shivering as he replies. ]
[ Caliban was easily just going to switch the device to video- which just ended up showing Caliban's smirk as he leaned back from the camera to reveal himself very, very shirtless. Those perfectly cut abs and muscles on display as his head tilted and that long blond hair fell to one side. Seemingly intent on teasing the other as he spread his legs just a touch to tease at that large bulge in his pants.]
Bad? It's glorious. Worshipping at the alter of pleasure is never bad. You being so willing is...
[ It'd been a mistake to go to video, and he goes immediately a
bright, furious red, but he doesn't turn off his own camera, swallowing a
few times as he watches Caliban, enraptured. ]
[ There's almost a spark in the demon's eyes at that bright red face on the other. The others perfect innocence more than a little captivating.]
Oh? Hm? You ache for such depravity, do you?
[ Don't mind him just reaching up to brush a hand though his long hair to flex those strong muscles of his arm before he drops that same hand to tease over his crotch.]
[ With Artemis sprawled out on his stomach and resting on his
elbows, Caliban won't really be able see the way he subtly shifts his hips,
rolling it against the bed. He does, however, probably notice how Artemis
is shifting restlessly, chewing on his lower lip between low, quiet
responses. It's difficult to be quite this shameless when he talks, but
Caliban's easy confidence and sensuality makes him brave. ]
I-- I just. Ache.
[ Especially when he knows how that bulge feels pressing up under
him, how that cock feels inside him. ]
[ Caliban speaks with the talent of a siren, the charm and confidence of a thousand years of playing with mortals- playing with the souls of Hell. His smirk digs into his cheek as he can see that squirming, as the other fails to sit still. The other admitting even this so simply has Caliban holding back a few thousand more snarky dirty comments about such a sight. ]
Hm, you do. Don't you? I bet I could pin you down to that bed, arms behind your back and fill you with so much cock you're eyes would roll into the back of your head with pleasure...
And you'd beg for more when I was done, pretty one.
[ Caliban teased- his voice warm and affectionate as he made a show of brush his hand over that bulge, only for it seem even bigger when his hand moved away.]
[ Artemis flat out whimpers at that, his eyes wide and his cheeks
flushed. Even through the screen, it's clear he's not focused on Caliban's
face. Not when his hand is doing such sinful things. His hips hitch,
lifting up a little as he unconsciously grinds his cock against the bed. ]
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text UN: Claymade
It's quite sweet of you.
Re: text UN: Claymade
literally :) though I added some spice to yours cause you're spicy hot ;D I hope you like it
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not a fan of the holiday huh
i mean
i could always show my gratitude in other ways
iykwim ;)
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Oh? And what way would be? Hm?
I have no idea what iykwim means
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we never did any of the religious stuff
but my parents had to keep up a front
habit too I think??? I lived with humans most of my life
lots of parties and gift exchanges
and it stands for "if you know what I mean"
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Explains the gifts.
Ah. Mortals.
And perhaps you should tell me what exactly you mean, hm? If only so I can hear you say it.
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aaaaah u really like making me say embarrassing things!
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Go on then.
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[ He is, in fact, flushing as he types out a response. ]
I could show you my gratitude with my body.
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Hm- Is that something you desire? To lay naked under me again? To whimper and whine for me?
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[ He takes a moment to exhale, pressing his forehead to his device, and then responds: ]
It's not fair that you can turn me on with just a few words like that.
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Are you squirming with need yet?
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not squirming but. definitely feeling all warm
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Till you're in quite the state, pretty one.
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i have actually zero objections to this
a gift for me!
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And you were kind enough to give me gift. So one returned should be only fair.
Even if is to see your lips parted in a perfect expression of pleasure. Of desire and want.
Of those legs spread so willingly and wantingly.
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[ He'd been sprawled out in bed when he got the first text, but now he rolls over onto his stomach, his legs spreading just a bit as he bites his lip, shivering as he replies. ]
I'm always willing. Is that bad?
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Bad? It's glorious. Worshipping at the alter of pleasure is never bad. You being so willing is...
Perfection. Pretty one.
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[ It'd been a mistake to go to video, and he goes immediately a bright, furious red, but he doesn't turn off his own camera, swallowing a few times as he watches Caliban, enraptured. ]
I'm always-- always wanting, too.
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Oh? Hm? You ache for such depravity, do you?
[ Don't mind him just reaching up to brush a hand though his long hair to flex those strong muscles of his arm before he drops that same hand to tease over his crotch.]
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[ With Artemis sprawled out on his stomach and resting on his elbows, Caliban won't really be able see the way he subtly shifts his hips, rolling it against the bed. He does, however, probably notice how Artemis is shifting restlessly, chewing on his lower lip between low, quiet responses. It's difficult to be quite this shameless when he talks, but Caliban's easy confidence and sensuality makes him brave. ]
I-- I just. Ache.
[ Especially when he knows how that bulge feels pressing up under him, how that cock feels inside him. ]
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Hm, you do. Don't you? I bet I could pin you down to that bed, arms behind your back and fill you with so much cock you're eyes would roll into the back of your head with pleasure...
And you'd beg for more when I was done, pretty one.
[ Caliban teased- his voice warm and affectionate as he made a show of brush his hand over that bulge, only for it seem even bigger when his hand moved away.]
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[ Artemis flat out whimpers at that, his eyes wide and his cheeks flushed. Even through the screen, it's clear he's not focused on Caliban's face. Not when his hand is doing such sinful things. His hips hitch, lifting up a little as he unconsciously grinds his cock against the bed. ]
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