Demon Muse

Demise

Authors Note: Dear readers; DON'T FREAK OUT!! I didn't exactly plan this, but I love the turn we're taking. So don't worry, just finish reading the chapter. You know how much I love a happy ending!

   Lucy arrives at the Forbidden Wasteland with an entire platoon of demons at his back. He's finally realized, Mammon needs to be put down, permanently. They quickly find signs of him and his hounds, beginning to follow their tracks. After some time, the tracks simply end.

"This makes no sense." Says a large muscular demon. "It's as if he can actually still fly. Thankfully he can't." He murmurs.

"Wal, look." Lucy points to the sand. "A sandstorm blew through here, covering his tracks. Have everyone fan out. We need to find that bastard, soon." He rises, gnashing his teeth.

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   Bo is drenched in sweat, as he returns to the bedroom. He sees Sean sitting up in bed, a book open on his stomach and glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose. He's fallen asleep. Bo quietly moves to the dresser, getting underwear and an oversized t-shirt. He heads into the bathroom and starts the shower, then begins to peel off his clothes. He steps into the shower and closes his eyes, letting the water wash away his thoughts and fears. He empties his head of everything, but an image of Sean smiling sweetly pops into his mind and he grins. Long arms wrap around him and he shrieks in surprise.

"Haha, sorry baby. So adorable." Sean murmurs, kissing Bo's neck and shoulder.

"You nearly scared me to death!" Bo pouts, tilting his head to offer Sean better access. "Mmm, I was just thinking about you honey. By the way, I've never seen you wear glasses before. They're kinda sexy." He wiggles his brows grinning as Sean chuckles.

"I only wear them for reading. So, how did your training go baby?" Sean asks, lathering Bo's body and checking for injuries.

"Good! I hit my target every time. Unfortunately, your old milk carton will never be the same." Bo giggles, unaware Sean has been looking for injuries on him.

"Excellent baby. I feel better knowing you can protect yourself. Let's get you cleaned up and I'll fix us some dinner." Sean says, nearly sighing in relief at not finding a single scratch on Bo. "Any requests?"

"Hmm, not really." Bo turns, his arms circling Sean's neck and a smile spreading at the soft look he sees in his eyes. "When you, do go to Heaven and receive your Heavenly form... I hope it looks just like this. This is the man I fell in love with." He kisses Sean, but pulls back looking anxious. "I mean, I'll love you no matter what you look like! It'll still be you!"

"Haha, it's okay baby. I understand. I love you too." Sean kisses his forehead, his soapy hands fondling Bo's ass.

"Ugh, you're more insatiable than I am." Bo teases, grinning and kissing him softly. He shivers, the water going cold.

"Let's get you of here baby." Sean begins rinsing Bo off, still kissing him frequently.

   Sean turns off the water, wrapping Bo in a large towel and tucking one around his own waist. He watches Bo dry off his body, stepping into a thong in ruby red. Sean closes his eyes for a moment, trying not to look at his boyfriend. When he opens them again, Bo is tugging down an oversized t-shirt. He begins to towel dry his hair, looking curiously at Sean. Sean just groans and heads into the bedroom. He drys off quickly, putting on a clean pair of black briefs and green flannel pajama pants. He leans on the dresser, looking at his reflection and twisting his lips. He's put on some muscle recently, but he thinks he's still to thin. His narrow waist has always made him feel uncomfortable, not masculine enough. His biceps are well defined, as are his pectoral muscles. He shakes his head, standing straight and raking a hand through his shaggy hair. Maybe he should get it cut soon?