Unexpected

"I'm coming for ya, pretty boys." Malix smirks as he open the large double doors of the small mansion. 

As he enters the main hall, Malix notices two staircases leading up to the second floor. Smirk still in place, the devil ascends the staircase to his right. When he reaches the top, he hears giggling from farther down the hall, along with a voice he recognizes.

"Found ya, Matthew." His smirk widens as he follows the voice.

Standing directly outside the door, he can now hear Matthew more clearly. The devil's about to break down the door when he's suddenly caught off guard.

"Sam, stop it." Matthew giggles once again.

"It's your own fault for being so damn adorable." Sam says in his usual gruff voice, yet Malix can hear affection in the usually indifferent tone.

Growing more curious with each passing second, Malix decides against breaking down the door. Instead, he cautiously opens it just enough so he can see inside. His eyes widen at the sight before him. Both boys are laying on their sides, Matthew's back to Malix. Sam, basically facing Malix, is too focused on Matthew to notice the devil's presence. A genuine smile is on Sam's face, a rare sight indeed, as he gingerly traces the younger's arm with a finger. Giggling yet again, Matthew playfully slaps Sam's arm.

"Do you have any idea how adorable you are, Matt?" Sam asks, staring directly into Matthew's bright blue eyes.

Matthew blushes as he replies, "If you didn't remind me all the time I probably wouldn't."

Smiling, Sam leans in and closes the gap between the two boys. Immediately Matthew kisses back, wrapping his arms around Sam's neck as Sam snakes an arm up the boys back to entangle in his curly black locks. Sam's free arm wraps itself around Matthew's waist, pulling him in as close as possible. There is literally no space between them at this point as the pair becomes lost in the kiss. Once the shock and confusion wears off, Malix laughs. Breaking the kiss while still clinging to each other, Sam glares at the devil in his doorway as Matthew turns his head, shocked by the other presence.

"Wow, Sam. If I had to pick which of you pretty boys were gay, it definitely wouldn't have been you! Stranger yet, I never would've imagined you'd go for a crybaby like Matthew!" Still laughing, Malix grips the wall nearest him to keep himself standing.

Both upset and angered by the devil's outburst, Matthew turns his head back around to bury it in Sam's chest. Sam ruffles his hair in an attempt to comfort him as his eyes never leave Malix.

"Leave him alone, Malix." Sam retorts.

Malix ignores him as he continues, "What are your brothers going to say when they find out about this relationship of yours? They'll more than likely be disgusted! Nerd boy, if not all of them, would probably classify it as rape."

A sudden whimper coming from Matthew causes Sam to wrap both his arms around the smaller boy and hold him tighter against him.

Fuming, Sam shoots back, "You're wrong! Damien knows, and he isn't at all disgusted by either of us. He also knows I would never do anything like that to Matthew!"

On cue, Damien appears next to Malix. Malix nearly jumps at the unexpected presence.

"Sam's intentions involving Matthew are plain and simple: comfort him, protect him, love him. Sex has never been a part of his agenda, let alone rape. The very thought of harming Matthew in any way disgusts him to his very core." Damien explains, glaring at Malix.

Matthew can't help but blush as Damien's words.

"You aren't at all disgusted by this? It's incest!" Malix cries out in confused frustration.

"We're half-brothers; we aren't 100% blood-related. In the demon world, love has practically no limits: sexuality, gender, technical family, none of it matters." Damien smirks as Malix allows this to sink in.

"Will nerd boy and the flirt see this the same way you do, Shrimp?" Malix taunts.

"Erik shouldn't be a problem. He already assumes something is going on between them. James..." Damien trails off, unsure of himself.

"Wait, Erik's on to us?" Matthew asks, raising his head to stare up at wide-eyed at his younger brother.

Sam chuckles and gives him a peck on the cheek, making Matthew blush from the affection.

"What about nerd boy? You don't know, or are you afraid to tell us something?" Malix smirks.

"I wish I could say I knew for sure how James will feel about this, but it's a 50/50 chance with him. He could be accepting, he could be disgusted. The thought has never crossed his mind that I know of." Damien runs his fingers through his hair, an action that doesn't go unnoticed by Malix.

Malix laughs, looking Sam dead in the eye as he approaches the couple laying on the bad. Matthew glares up at the devil, unsure of what exactly to do about this. Sam also glares up at Malix, daring him to lay a hand on Matthew. Smirking down at the boys, Malix stops directly in front of Matthew..

"You'd better watch your back, Matthew. Your boyfriend won't always be there to protect you." Malix taunts, lowering a hand to entangle in Matthew's hair.

Delivering a harsh tug, Malix grins a feral grin as Matthew cries out in pain. He tries to hold them back, but a few tears fall from his eyes anyway. A fist suddenly collides with Malix's face, sending him to the floor as his hand untangles from curly black locks. Malix looks up to see Sam sitting up on the bed, glaring down at him. Matthew rubs his head as the pain subsides, willing his tears to stop.

"Don't touch Matthew." Sam manages through clenched teeth.

"You think you can control me, demon?" Malix challenges as he rises to his feet.

"I can kill you." Sam retorts.

"Go on then, Sam. Do it! I dare ya!" Malix fires back.

"Leave, Malix." Damien orders.

"Make me, Shrimp!" Malix exclaims.

Suddenly, Damien pounces on Malix. Malix lets out a startled cry as he falls to the floor with Damien on top of him. Pinning his arms down and straddling his hips Damien glares down at Malix, purplish-blue eyes practically burning with a hateful intensity. Struggling to free himself from the surprisingly strong boy above him, he realizes the position he's in. Refusing to meet the demon's eyes, a flush of color invades his face. Noticing this, Damien's anger turns to confusion as he unconsciously releases his grip on the devil. Taking advantage of the opening, Malix pushes Damien off of him and rises to his feet. Now standing, he stops in the doorway before leaving.

"Don't think you're safe, boys. I'll be back, and next time things won't end so nicely for any of you!" Malix's crazed laughter bounces off the walls as he makes his leave.

"Are you ok, Damien?" Matthew asks, staring down at his younger brother.

"I'm fine, Matthew. How's your head?" Damien asks as he rises to his feet.

"It stung for a bit, but it's fi--- Whoa!" Matthew exclaims as he's suddenly pulled backward against a toned chest.

Sam leans down to place a light kiss to Matthew's head. Matthew can feel his face heat up.

"You sure you're ok?" Sam asks, lightly patting Matthew's head.

"Y-yeah." Matthew replies, smiling to himself.

Damien chuckles as he says, "I'll leave you two alone. See you at dinner."

"See you then." Matthew says as Damien exits, shutting the door behind him.

Sam lays back down on his side, dragging Matthew down with him. Matthew giggles as Sam rests his head in Matthew's hair, arms wrapping themselves protectively around him. Smiling, Matthew yawns and shifts his body to rest his head on Sam's chest.

"Tired?" Sam asks, chuckling.

"Mmhmm." Matthew replies, closing his eyes and snuggling into the warmth that is Sam.

Within seconds, Matthew is asleep in Sam's arms. Smiling to himself, Sam moves stray strands of hair out of Matthew's face to gently kiss his forehead. Then, Sam closes his eyes and slowly drifts off to sleep.