Who: Belial & Schro; OPEN Where: The circus, Abyss When: During the blizzard Summary: Um, Schro and Belial make snowmen~ Rating: R, obviously Other: No
Ahhh how boring it was looming over the rest of the world from the very top of society! As much as he did enjoy not having to take orders or do anything he deemed to much work; the bastard little Cheshire couldn’t help the fact with so much comfort in Johan’s estate-came with the price of not watching anything too unusual. Even the ‘girl’ with long black hair and a twisted smile to the red haired stereotypical metal-head rock star wannabe-watching them fight from time to time got boring as well when no one… followed through. Even that calm smiling blondie head honcho Johan, got slowly annoying to stare at over time-those calm kind eyes- that soft fatherly smile that seemed to say ‘everything will be alright’. The blonde had a growing urge to see him frown, to see him hurt
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Ah, what was that familiar aura the demon suddenly felt as it enveloped hir? Yes, sie knew it was the cat-boy and Belial turned hir attention to him in his little uniform and looking for utterly delicious. Why! The demon could just devour him in one swallow! Well, sie casted a gaze at the table with the slithering little bits of flesh and meat and whatnot, they fell onto the circus floor and slithered away like little leeches trying to escape from handfuls of salt. Ah, oh well. Such things do happen and the demon let out a sigh before turning hir attention back to the unwelcomed (but non-rejectful) company
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Those black feline ears swiveled upwards perking at attention as he was strode over to. He straightened up in some kind of subconscious effort to look taller than he was, but his arms remind tucked folded against his back. The grin loosened it’s hold to emulate a mask of curiosity as the ‘overly’ tall demon slowed to a stop before him, lifting off hir hat which made hir seem just a tad bit shorter. He held his tongue for once and simply watched, his red eyes transfixed with that curious gaze that never was satisfied
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To tease was one of the demon’s fortes and Belial continued to let the green plant graze against delicate nazi flesh until sie retreated hir arm and placed it behind hir back. With a sweet smirk sie purred. "Haha, bored, yes?" The demon inquired and let hir other hand plant itself on the cat-boy’s head. Fingers traveled through blonde threads and hir thumb and forefinger tenderly scratched his feline ears with sensual affection
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