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[clayking]

...Barely but yes? Why is that worrying?

[fireshow]

i didn't get into any shit last month
like i usually do

[clayking]

So you're angry you didn't end up in the people jail this month?

[fireshow]

yes???

[clayking]

John.

This might perhaps one of those times I fail to understand a mortal. You might have to explain this again.

You wish to end up in the jails?

[fireshow]

i had a thing going every february since i got here
now it's ruined

[clayking]

And I suppose you burning down a building this month won't fix such an issue?

[fireshow]

no

[clayking]

...This isn't a fix it situation. Is it.

It's simply something you wish to vent about?

[fireshow]

yes
because that's part of your job

[clayking]

Hm-
All right.
What do you wish you'd done?

[fireshow]

nothing
i just needed to be mad

[clayking]

And you were..happy instead?

[fireshow]

no
just come to bed whenever

[clayking]

[ It seemed like a conversation that was impossible to navigate for the demon but at least that last part was simple enough. There's that familear burst of fire on the floor of the bedroom before Caliban was stepping though it. Still wearing that that familar Grey Room outfit of just a bare chest under a vest, and a pair of tight black pants.

His eyes land to John with a little tilt of his head.]

As you command, John

[ He said simply, that affection running though his voice as he slips off that vest with one hand as he moves towards the bed.]

I am sorry that your tradition was broken.

[fireshow]

[ He's there in bed— their bed with a book in his hands and his hair slicked back some. Freshly having come out of the shower a little while ago it seems. Which means, he's just in a bathrobe beneath the sheets.

Looking up, he sets the book down on his lap. ]

I can't believe I forgot. Fucking bullshit.

[ He doesn't really care, but. It does seem strange to now have lost that familiarity from here as well. ]

I had a dream about you, by the way. [ He decides to go with that. ] You pinned me down to the bed and fucked my ass. [ A beat. ] Maybe that wasn't a dream....

[clayking]

[ There's a smile at that sight- of how perfect John looked. At how much he'd missed that sight when the other had been missing. The demon just gives a little nod at that swearing- he might not truly understand such a simple thing- or at least, confusing thing- as wishing to end up in the jail but at the very least he could be supportive of Johns feelings on the manner. ]

Oh?

[ His eyebrows arched up at the mention of that dream. His hand moving to his zipper as he walked, unzipping it and pushing it down, letting the pants drop from his hips to show off that naked, bare body. The demon's impossibly big dick swinging between his legs as he moved around the bed. Though there was a twitch at the mention of that dream being about fucking John's ass.]

Did you moan loudly in the dream? Hm? Whimper and gasp? Hm? [ There's a wicked smirk at that last part.] So more of a desire?

[ He asked as he moved around to John's side of the bed.]

[fireshow]

[ Closing his book, he sets it aside and tilts his head as he looks over to his demon daddy there coming closer. Stripping, like the proud motherfucker that he is and John just huffs in amusement. Folds his arms in front of his chest. ]

What do you think when you've got a dick like that between your legs?

[clayking]

[ Hells, his dick might look even bigger than it usually did. He'd been determined to impress a few people and keep that title of biggest dick in town. Apparently.

There's a little glance down at that cock at the mention of it before peered up at John a moment later. ]

I think you crave it. I think you ache for it. So why would it be different in a dream?

[ He countered as he moved a hand down to tilt John's head up to meet his eyes.]

Even now. I bet.

[fireshow]

[ Letting his chin be lifted up, he laughs again. They've been at this together for... what? Almost four years now? Where the hell does the time go? Hard to imagine it's still just the two of them out of everyone else they both cared for here so much earlier on.

Shifting to sprawl out on his side, he raises a brow as he looks up to the demon then, purposefully pulling some of the sheets back to make space for him beneath them. ]

You've not only got a big dick but a big ego, too. Anyone ever tell you that?

[clayking]

[ The naked demon just watches the other shift out on the bed but he does easily take that space offered when it is. His legs lifting as he moved into the bed. His hands finding John's hips to tug the other against him as he slipped under the sheets.]

More than once. Though I am told one makes the other more tolerable.

[ He pointed out as he leaned over John to place a quick kiss to the others lips.

It was almost impossible to think they were here after that drug induced fuck that nearly resulted in a housefire.]

[fireshow]

[ Letting lips brush over the demon's, he grins against his mouth, fingers walking their way up Caliban's chest as he does. ]

You're such a piece of work.

[ Feeling the need to clarify that. ]

I don't mean your chiseled body or your huge dick, for the record.

[clayking]

So the ego, then?

[ Since it clearly had to be one or the other. Though his own hands were moving down John's robe to find that flimsy excuse of a strap, slipping it open as he pressed a kiss to the others jawline. ]

Or is it something else?

[ Don't mind those hands as they slide into that open robe down. Teasing down along John's sides.]

[fireshow]

What else could it be?

[ Amused with the demon's lips and touches, John tilts his head to the side some, letting his own hand drop away from Caliban's chest to curl around the demon's cock instead. He strokes it a couple times, watching the other's face as he does. ]

Remember the first time you made me choke on this? When you called me your good little whore?

[ Romance. ]

[clayking]

And you seem to enjoy such work.

[ He countered with a little teasing look of his own. Though there's a hum of approval as that and curls around that heavy cock. His lips parting softly in a gentle moan as he feels himself get harder and harder with each movement of that hand.

It's the words that really get to him though. That razor sharp smirk on his face as he gave a little nod.]

How could I forget? Hm? You were so damn stunning... You were down right perfection as you choked.

[ True. True romance. His hand was just going to grip John's hip a little more possesively.]