Hammock Failures

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The hammock that the demons lay on gently swung back and forth. Dark chuckled as Anti purred on top of him, nuzzling into the house demons neck. "You are such a cat."

Anti giggled. "Meow."

Dark blushed and nudged Anti gently. "Don't do that!"

Anti looked up and blinked. "Aw come on Darky I thought you liked me being cat-like."

"I do. Just don't meow at me."

"Why not? Aren't I cute?" Anti whined.

Dark rolled his eyes. "You're very cute but you're not allowed to meow at me."

"Why not?" Anti giggled, wiggling as he did so.

"Anti quiet you're shaking the hammock."

"Oh come on-"

Anti gasped as he fell. Dark hissed and clung to the hammock as it swung back and forth. "Oh, that fucking hurt."

Dark peered over and sighed. "I told you."

"Well well well if it isn't the consequences of my own actions."

"There wouldn't be consequences if you would listen to me."

Anti grinned and kicked the hammock. Dark cursed as he fell out as well. Anti groaned. "Get off."

"Oh thank you for the soft landing."

"Get off you fook."

Dark pressed a kiss to Anti's cheek. "Face your consequences."

"Oh, are you my consequence?"

"Maybe."

"My favourite consequence," Anti whispered, pulling Dark in for a kiss.

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