Thread: The Host (Ookami & PlatinumDragon2013)

Matt was dreaming peacefully, his body at complete ease, it wasnt clear if Kiros presence was the sole cause of his blissful undisturbed slumber, but he hadnt felt this relaxed in years. He wasnt as paranoid or sensitive as Kiro, but Matt too had to be careful when he was sleeping, and the possibility that thered be something standing beside his bed, looming over him as he slept guaranteed that he couldnt sleep for more than an hour or two at a time. Regardless of what demons were, they meant nothing more than trouble to Matt. Hed come across a few friendly ones during his childhood, and locked deep within the recesses of his mind, hed even played with them innocently as a child, whether it be drawing in the sand, or playing in a park when no one else was around. Some were awfully childish, while others seemed to be like secondary parents to him. Even the scarier ones had been bystanding observers who couldnt do any harm unless Matt openly approached them. Somewhere along the line though hed realized they were all after his soul, and as time went on he completely forgot about such memories, labeling all demons as unwanted nuisances that could only serve to ruin his already screwed up life. Thinking about his life as usual hurt though, and countless times hed wondered how things would have been for him if he wasnt cursed with this supposed soul of his. Biting his lip he leaned in closer to Kiro, sliding his hand up and down the wolf demons back to pull himself closer. The warmth Kiros body offered was perfect, warm enough to make him sigh with pleasure, but not hot enough to get uncomfortable. He wished he could stay like this forever, but the inconsistency of having such warmth in his bed gradually registered in his head, and his bright blue eyes were slowly forced open to look right into the face of what he assumed was a sleeping Kiro. Opening his mouth to shout, he slammed his lips closed, resisting the urge to shove the wolf demon on his bed. A million questions raced through his head, but no matter how hard he thought, he couldnt work out a logical reason as to why Kiro was sleeping in his bed. He hadnt even thought his meeting with Kiro had been real until a moment ago, but there was no denying it when the wolf demon was lying right beside him. Shivering a bit as the warmth suddenly changed into a possible life or death situation, he wanted to call for help, but he knew no one would help him. He wasnt even sure if his parents were home, and even if they were they might not even be able to see Kiro. Panic running through his mind he glanced nervously into the demons face, the warmth of Kiros breath tickling his own lips with each gentle breath he exhaled. Matts eyes were naturally drawn to Kiros lips, and strangely enough the feelings that stirred inside him werent fear or hostility but embarrassment, his face going red again as he remembered the kiss from last night. The fear of being held by a demon fast fading as he tried to take his mind off the kiss which had now filled his mind. Asshole, I never thought Id lose my first kiss to a demon, a male one at that he murmured sounding a bit cross to convince himself that he really was upset. But I guess 18 years of waiting without a single catch means itd never have happened anyway, and it would have been a shame to die without at least giving it to someone smiling weakly at the thought, he wasnt as repulsed by the idea of Kiro as much as he should have been, on the contrary, he felt sort of at ease with the demon holding him close. He mentally blamed his sleepy head, and the relaxed sleep hed had for the first time in years, but the biggest contributor was how Kiros hold on him seemed more protective than anything, even if it was just a dominant show of possession, the demon hadnt eaten his whole while he was asleep so at the very least he could trust Kiro to not devour him immediately.