~ Little Starter ~

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"Hey, you good?"

A smooth soft voice came to the other. The other hummed softly at his friend before opening his blacken eyes. Green irises. Sharp pointed ears. Anti laid in the grass. Soft rain falling onto his body along with the Swedish demon by him. Killex chuckled softly. He decided to lay next to the long time friend.

"Why so..Antisocial you Irish fart?"

He joked to try to lighten the mood. The swede heard him grunt in annoyance causing a smirk on his face. The party inside played its loud music. Drinks going around. The others having fun. However, every time there was a party Anti would just leave. This bothered the swede because he didn't know what was up with the Irish male these days and every time he goes to ask the other pushes the question away.

"Fuckin' say that again and I'll kill ya, ya olé basterd.."

However Killex knew his friend was joking. He'd never willing kill him. Possessed? Maybe. But willingly? Of course not. He chuckled again before punching the taller demon in the arm who grumbled before grabbing him and putting him in a headlock.

"What did ya hit me for?"

"Hey chill chill bro!"

Anti laughed as Killex pushed him back on the ground, straddling his waist and pinning him. His tail swaying back and fourth. He laughed back as they wrestled in the rain. Mud getting all over them.

Anti pinned Killex down onto the dark grass. Their breathing unfocused and messy. Emerald orbs stared into blue sapphire ones. He looked at him closely. Killex never wore a shirt that was his size. Mainly large sweaters and tight pants were his thing and Anti couldn't lie. He stared a lot. His eyes traveled from Killex's hair to his face. The smooth soft skin plus the lightly forming beard made him look really beautiful to Anti.

Looking away from his face his eyes went to his chest. He stared at the overly large baby blue sweater as though he could sees through it and Killex twitched. The Irish demon trailed his eyes lower to the navel. The sweater lightly pulled up revealing the abs and hard skin under it. He stared and stared. Jeez, how he wanted to touch and pull his hair. How he wanted to kiss his face down to his choker wearing neck to his chest that held his sensitive pierced nipples. How he wanted to touch him in places he knew he shouldn't. Anti suddenly snapped out of it when he heard a chuckle.

Killex gave him a wink. A fucking wink and Anti could've seen his sanity snapped a little.

"Enjoying yourself asshole?"

The purr in his voice did not go unnoticed. Nor did his blush. Nor than the flash of lust in his eyes. Anti closed his eyes and sighed before leaning down to the other's face. Killex froze. Anti got closer and closer. Killex could push him off if he wanted to so Anti continued to come closer. The swede closer his eyes as their lips slightly brushed together. He waited until he heard a chuckle. 

"I knew it Killex."

With that the Irish demon was. Gone. Killex slowly sat up before the most intense glare came to his face. His long demon tail swaying back and fourth with annoyance and frustration.

"Anti. You're so dead."

He was so gonna get him back.

These two could never truly hate each other.

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Jesus, I'm gonna leave this here for now. Its late and that's probably why this sucked but I'll make it better when I'm not finna fall straight asleep on the keyboard.

If anything this wasn't even a chapter, just a little introduction of their dark characters. Hope it was at least good to some people.

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-Lucas

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