What If?// WDW BxB: Corbyn-Shots

Day 31: Halloween Alternatives- Dorbah

Summary: Corbyn doesn't wanna trick or treat this year

Corbyn's POV
" Are we getting candy this year?" Zach's tongue working around his strawberry sucker, slurring the words.

" I guess," the mumbled answer monotone. Corbyn's voice dripping in boredom, ice-blue drifting through their candy bowl.

Zach's lower lip poking out, DumDum popping from his mouth," you don't wanna go."

" No, not really," the bounce of his shoulders slight, twirling a KitKat between his fingers," but we will if you want too."

" Well, I don't want you to be bored. Is there something else you wanna do?"

Frozen jewels trailed down his body, chewing his lip," there is one other thing, but I don't want you doing it," stomach churning at the mere thought.

" That's not fair!" His little brother whined," you can't shoot down my idea and then not tell me your's," crisp brown set in a playful glare, puffing out rosy cheeks.

Corbyn giggled, smile soft," alright fine. I'll tell you. Just promise me you'll say no if you it makes you uncomfortable."

Zach nodded quickly, glowing. Anger long forgotten," promise."

Jonah's POV
The deep red of the living room swallowed any possible light. Leaving the area lingering with shadows. Only brilliant ocean gems glowed in the shade. Drifting lazily around, studying the simple sway of pastel orange curtains. A tail of pale light following his shifting gaze.

" I'm so fucking horny," the whispered words slipping past plump pink. A low chuckle rumbling in Daniel's throat, shining blue flicking to the older.

" Jonah you fucked someone yesterday. How the hell are you already horny?"

" Because loose ass 80 year olds summon me! Is a good fuck so much to ask for? I don't even care if it's a virgin at this point. I just want someone young and tight. Or at least someone who isn't old enough to be my mom." Sharp steel daggers tracing the imaginary grooves of their crimson roof.

" You're one thousand and fifty-seven, Joan. No one alive could be your mom," Daniel's snicker soft, watching his friend through amused blue.

" You know what I mean, smartass," Jonah's growl low, glare half-hearted," Don't you wanna cum for once? I tried to finish inside this one dude and he told me I was making his back his hurt."

Daniel fell back into the couch, laughing hard. Grinning to the other demon," there's no fucking way."

" I couldn't make this shit up if I tried," Jonah nestled into his ebony wings. Ruffling plush, yellow-tipped feathers," but you can't tell me you don't want someone tighter."

The shorter's arms draped over the cushions, shrugging," maybe I do wanna let loose and take control. Today's Halloween on Earth though. There has to be some horny teen that doesn't wanna trick or treat."

A huffed breath flowing through pale nostrils," that sounds too good to be true, but fuck I hope you're right."

Their feet suddenly pinned to bloody carpet. The air heating, an invisible weight pushing against them. The very tips of their feathers tingling.

" Looks like we're being summoned," Jonah glancing up, watching the ceiling split in two. Maw opening to reveal the midnight void above.

" Together though? Think it's another orgy?" Daniel rose slowly, working taut muscle. Brown wings flapping gently, barely lifting him from the ground.

" Satan, I fucking hope so. I could easily fuck 10 people senseless."

Jonah flexed his wings. Back tensing as he pushed off, taking to the air. Gliding alongside Daniel on the powerful current. Winds caressing the underside of onyx wings, holding him high above the ground.

The distant glow of blinding light nearing. Faded blue barely closing, almost enjoying the sting of shining white.

The tunnel curled, strong gusts swirling around them. Licking at hot flesh, cooling their burning bodies only slightly. Smooth feathers pressing flush to his sides, soaring from the opening in the floor.

Dyed blonde whipping in the breezes, Corbyn raising his hand, shielding his face. Desperate to protect his hair.

Jonah saw Jack first, giving the demon a simple nod of greeting. Piercing gaze flicking to the man who had summoned them.

The descent of pale hands gradual, revealing a head of plush faux blonde. Crystal blue appeared next, glistening in the lamp's yellow light. Surrounded by milky skin, gentle face round. Plump lips a perfect shade of sweet pink.

Gleaming iron drifted down. Tracing the lean muscle of his smaller body, admiring each and every soft curve. Drinking him in, searching for as many details as possible. Razor-like fangs nestling into supple flesh, pulling the lip into his mouth. Heavy shadows dancing in his gaze as it finally met frozen blue.

" Oh fuck yes."

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Author's Note: Happy Halloween! While I don't personally celebrate or see the appeal, I hope any of you who do had fun. Or are having fun if you're still celebrating. This is not the end of this story. I'll probably post the next part tomorrow. Why not today? No idea, I just didn't want too. Anyway, I'll see you all tomorrow for what will be the official end of Smuttober. Bye!