MC: Since we're in a relationship now, your clothes are actually my clothes. So don't ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt now.
Mammon: Alright, but when I come struttin’ in with your fuzzy pink socks on I don't want to hear any shit from you.
MC:*grinning* I’d love to see you in my fuzzy pink socks!
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come sit on my lap and let me finger your pretty pussy while we make out
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Resting with Belphegor
You're laying on the couch, face up with Belphegor draped over you like a weighted blanket. His breathing is steady and slow. His arms are wrapped loosely around your shoulders. His face is snuggled into your chest. It's warm and it's comfortable and it's peaceful as you scroll your D.D.D. The house is quiet. You absentmindedly run a hand up Belphegor's back while searching for new content.
Thunk.
Oops.
Belphegor stirs with a snort, inhaling a little too fast in surprise. You scramble to pick up your fallen D.D.D. and hide it between the cushions. His forehead is already turning a light shade of red, but you know demons are hardy. He'll be fine, physically speaking.
Hands grip your shoulders. Two dark and narrow slits glare at you from inches away. They would be threatening if Belphegor didn't look so pouty, his cheeks almost puffing up with anger.
"Sorry." You try not to smile while apologizing. It's a difficult task when he looks more cute than scary. "It won't happen again."
Belphegor huffs. His chin digs into your sternum but his grip on your shoulders turns weak. "You said that the last three times. I should curse you."
"But I really didn't mean to!" you insist. "I said sorry."
"Aahh, it hurts so bad." The red dot where your phone made contact with his head is hardly even visible. "Ow, I'm so badly injured. Look what you did to me."
Belphegor's acting skills have really degraded since he came out of the attic. Or maybe he's too lazy to put actual effort into it anymore.
"You want a bandage?" There might be some in the kitchen. It wouldn't do anything, though, and he would have to get up for you to treat him. You wonder if his head alone could crack your D.D.D.
"No, but I think a kiss will make it feel better."
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From: http://web.archive.org/web/20071010065041/http://kimonos-house.livejournal.com/
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MC:*Limping out of Levi's room* Ouch…
Asmo: Oh-ho~ and just what were you two doing in there?
MC: Not what you think!
Levi:*Walking out of his room, looking down at his D.D.D.* Hey MC, look! I found another position we can try!!
Asmo:*winks at MC* Right….it's totally not what I was thinking~
MC: Jojo poses…
Asmo…what?
Levi: MC and I have been trying Jojo poses!!!
Asmo…….oh..
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