“Wouldn’t that be nice if you just STOPPED talking, Caleb? You know, I COULD disown you, but last time I checked, I OWN you, and that isn’t going to change anytime soon.”
His lips pursed into a thin-line as he moved to grip the other’s neck harshly and lean into the other’s ear, “So, in other words, SUCK IT UP, and do as I ask. You’re NOT getting disowned as long as i’m ALIVE!”
“if they worked then you’d have no one to annoy you because they’re all too afraid of you. I’m not afraid of anything so without me, there’s no one to fill that role and someone has to.”
“I don’t believe that. If someone had to annoy me, I think there would be many up to the challenge.” Then again, she was right… most were too afraid to do anything, and he enjoyed that little part of things.
If people were afraid, he could do what he wanted, and no one would speak up for themselves. Honestly, it was a reason to why he kept everyone at arms length. So they couldn’t get close enough to lose their fear of him, “’Course, I doubt many would be willing to attempt it.”
“—- And you just seem to be a thorn in my side.”
it could be worse. being on his knees was less debasing than a few other things Ky could suggest and he’d fight tooth and nail before doing those too. at this point it’s more of a habit than anything else. before it was just stubbornness. his resistance has worn down to where his arguments don’t last as long as they used to. he’ll end up chained again and he’d rather not spend the night like that. doing whatever Ky wants is usually easier when he knew he’d be left alone if he’s good. “I’m assuming you want me naked,” he answered simply, pulling his shirt over his head to toss it aside then reaching for his pants. he doesn’t mind waiting in bed so much if he’s allowed to read. “any other demands like what position you want me in while I’m at it?”
he could have demanded that caleb be on his knee’s for the rest of the night. that would have been far more amusing than anything else. though, at the same time, that would have meant far more effort than he personally had, and the demon wasn’t in the mood for that. for now, he was simply wanting the other to have nothing on, and go from there, “just read…. it’s all your good at anyways.”
If this had been any other time, he would have possibly made some complaint about how he wasn’t little. Yes, by most standards he was still a child, but he didn’t see it that way.
A reason to why he could only roll his eyes at the comment. He wasn’t little. He wasn’t a child. He was going to prove himself. He just didn’t know how, “— And how would you feel about this… little demon slamming you against a wall?”
“Then you know that it’s impossible to keep me chained to one place.” He wanted to say that it was dangerous. For her to know when he was lying, but for now, that wasn’t important, “However, I have to ask,….. how long have you known?”
There were several people on the list of who would eventually stab him. She wasn’t on that list. If anything, the Demon did have some trust towards her, but after-all, that was a weakness. One, that he honestly should have eliminated long ago. “—- Didn’t think you’d ever go this far.” Not that it truly mattered, he just enjoyed making everything far more dramatic than it should have been, “Hurts like a bitch.”
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