I love the way Dark holds me when I'm on top. It leaves me a hot mess of nerves and healthy anxiety...I think that's called anticipation... "I am going to fuck you so hard." he muttered into the still, rainy night. I shivered a bit, feeling him pressed up against my clothed core, which was, as expected, soaked. "Dark..." I moaned softly, grinding against him. His breath hitched hard and I felt his member twitching, begging to be released. I leaned down to kiss him when suddenly a heavy object hit the back of my head. "Ugh, Dark! We talked about you levitating shit when we're trying to have sex. Remember the lamp incident?" "That wasn't me." he said, craning his neck, trying to see around me as I huddled against him. "Well it wasn't me either." Another heavy object hit me, this time I fell off the bed and landed half naked on the floor. Suitcases? What the hell? I heard faint arguing between what sounded like a man and a woman. Dark looked bewildered, staring at the bags and then me. "(Y/N), are you okay?" he asked, offering me a hand. "I think so." I said, crawling into bed beside him. "That was strange." he said. "It's about to get even more strange...I recognize those voices." I couldn't quite place them. My human hearing isn't sharp enough. Without warning, Dark put his palm to his face. "Oh god..." he muttered. "What? I can't see anything." I said. "Lend me a bit of blood. I have a feeling this is going to be an interesting evening." My tingling sensations faded into unhealthy anxiety. What trouble awaits us? I held out my arm, used to Dark pricking it for blood. He bit it gently and took a sample of my blood. I watched as he uncovered a very grouchy looking Asmoday. I was surprised to see him, especially without his doting wife. "Sorry about the bags, if they hit anything it wasn't me, it was your mother." "Explain." Dark replied. "Lilith is a female. We fight...tonight got a bit out of hand, and well, now I'm here...for...I dunno, a week? Ten thousand years? Who knows?" I felt bad for him. He means well, but I'm sure with that sassy mouth of his he gets into trouble here and there. He laid between the two of us much to Dark's annoyance. "Am I interrupting something?" Dark gave me a look and I shrugged. He sighed. "Not anymore." He looked over at me. "Hi (y/n)..." he said. "Oh hi...how are you? It's been a bit." I replied, a little shocked by the ordeal. "I've had better days." he replied. "But, this too shall pass." I admired his optimism. "Do you mind sleeping in (y/n)'s room?" Dark asked, trying not to seem as annoyed as he felt. "Yeah, sure, just...I'll go." I gave Dark a dirty look. "What?" he asked. "I don't really wanna lay in bed beside my dad with a half assed boner. Excuuse me." I sighed. "I think he really needs to talk." Normally, Dark is all for talking to his dad. In fact he loves it, but when someone interrupts his...hobbies, he's pretty irritable. "Do you wanna go or should I?" he asked. "I'll go." I replied, sounding a bit more eager than what I meant to. He raised an eyebrow at me. "Are you going to talk or to fuck? If you come back walking funny..." "Dark!" I scolded. "I'm...respectful of his commitment...and maybe a bit resentful at times, but still. He's married." He rolled his eyes hard. "Go. Hearing you say that kind of stuff about my dad makes my stomach churn." I got out of bed and slipped into the articles of clothing I was missing. "I'll be back before long." "I'll be sleeping. I have to take my mind off of you and I not getting down to business." he laid flat on his back and heaved a sigh. I couldn't help but laugh a bit. He can be so dramatic sometimes. I walked to my room to see Asmoday laying spread eagle on the bed. "Hey." I said. He looked over at me. "What's up old friend?" he asked. "Why don't you tell me what's up?" I asked, sitting down on the edge of the bed. He chuckled. "My wife is crazy, but that's part of why I love her. She's mad at me...that's really all there is to know." "I'm sure there's more." I said. "I don't mean to pry, but come on, there has to be more." He explained how the two of them had their little lover's quarrels and other things, and tonight, one of them turned pretty ugly. "Geez, that sounds pretty awful." he shrugged. "I've already forgiven her." he replied. "She just really needs a breather. I think she's stressed." "Kids?" He laughed. "If any kid was gonna stress her out to the max, it'd have been Ari." That much was true. "I wasn't there, but from what I've heard he was pretty hard to handle." I let him talk about whatever came to mind, as I tried to hide my eyelids becoming heavy. "(Y/N), you look tired. Do you wanna turn in?" I snapped back to reality. "Hm?" I asked. He laughed. "You're a hot mess. Clearly, I've kept you up way too late." I found myself instinctively crawling into my own bed. "Should I go sleep with Arioch?" he asked. "He'd kill us both." I said. I realized what I'd done and apologized profusely, stumbling my way out of the bed. "Woah, easy there...it's alright, you were just gonna fall asleep." I stayed on the floor wanting to sleep. "Come on, you're not sleeping on the floor." he said, picking me up and placing me into bed. He tucked me in gently and laid beside me like a stick figure, half under the blankets with me. "You're pretty good at being a dad." I yawned. "It's been so long since someone has tucked me in and honestly, you did it best." "You have no idea how much that means to me, (y/n)." he said softly. That was the last thing I remembered hearing. I woke up to a rather annoyed looking Dark staring down at me. "Good morning, sleeping beauty. I was waiting on your return last night." I turned bright red and apologized. "Relax, I know nothing happened." he said, softening his expression. "I was expecting you to wake me up for some fun though." "I'm really sorry." I said, stretching. "What time did he keep you up til?" he asked. "I have no idea, but I am beat." I yawned. "Oh well, the day must go on." I got out of bed and rummaged through my dresser. "I need a shower." "Use mine. The other is occupied." Dark said, lighting a cigarette. "In my room?" I asked. "In your room in my condo. Don't act like you've never smoked in here. I've seen you do it." "Like once." I replied, giving his chest a push. I headed into Dark's shower and turned the water on. Nice and hot, just the way I like it. I let the water wash over me, taking yesterday's issues with it. Suddenly, a hand reached through the wall and played with my hair. I jumped before laughing. I recognize that wedding band. "If you're gonna mess with my hair while I'm in the shower, at least wash it." Asmoday held his hand out flat. I poured a bit of my shampoo in it and let him give me a nice scalp massage. "And all without looking? You're a dream guy." I said. I turned around just as he flashed me a quick thumbs up and rinsed his hand off. "Nice." I said, rinsing off. I stepped out of the shower and toweled off, hastily drying my hair. Asmoday walked in shirtless. "Mind if I borrow a brush?" he asked. The sound of his smooth, deep voice coming out of the blue made me jump. "Sorry. I have a tendency to scare." he said. I handed over my neon pink brush. "God, this is embarrassing." "Can't you make your own out of thin air?" I asked, smirking a bit. "So maybe I wanted an excuse to drop in on you." I felt my face heat up. "Don't get all nervous, it's not like that. You're my only human friend you know." I hadn't thought of that. "I'm curious about you...and your world." "There is much for you to learn." I replied. He styled his hair the same way Dark does. "So...what'd you do to Arioch's hair?" I laughed. "Dyed it. Looks funny now that it's faded." He seemed intrigued. "Tell me more about this dye." he said. "Well...I put chemicals on it to change the color." "Is it permanent?" "God no, and frankly, he needs to dye it black again. The silver stripe has no relevance anymore." "Would you do that to me?" he asked. "Would your wife murder me if I did?" I asked, feeling a bit unsure. "Not if you made it blue. That's her favorite color. Blue like her eyes...ice blue, is it?" "I think that's what it's called." I replied. "You want an ice blue stripe, I'll give you one, but I'll need your help, and I am not a stylist so if I fuck up, no getting mad at me." "Deal." he replied. Well, who could refuse that? "Dry your hair first, otherwise it won't work." I said. Asmoday shook dry like a dog. "Ugh, your son does that..." I griped. "Well, it's practical. For demons and dogs..." I rolled my eyes. "Now, I'm gonna tell you precisely what I need from you." I said. He listened to me carefully as I listed what I needed. I carefully divided up his hair and gently started to apply bleach. Dark walked in and watched. "On my bed, really? You'd better hope you don't spill." "Hush, Dark, you're making it hard to concentrate." "Alright...looks...okay." I backed up and admired my work. "Let it stay on there for awhile..." I said. "You're the boss." I watched the wind whip around the tower. "God, it's getting nasty out there." I said. "Two demons in one tower...you're bound to have shitty weather." I looked at Dark. "Are you behind this?" I asked. "No, I was only joking. Quite the stormfront we've had lately." Dark said, admiring the rain. I could tell by the tone of his voice he had only one thing on his mind. I bit my lip. "In awhile...I might need a bit of the nap." Dark chuckled. "I think you might, too." My face flushed. "Asmoday...why don't you get to washing that bleach out?" I asked, walking closer to Dark. He didn't seem to notice what was up, and simply disappeared to do what I'd asked. I attacked Dark with open-mouthed kisses and love bites. "We don't have enough time to go all the way." He moaned, feeling me up. "I know..." I purred. "So what do you suggest we do?" "I could think of a few things." he chuckled...
