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“Your back has so many markings, Yukio.” A boy teased, pushing my back before leaving the locker room. I wrapped my cold hands around my shirtless back and felt my burn marks and wing scars amongst other traumatic scars.
“Ignore him. Shouldn't be talking for one of the worst football players,” Jayde said. He ruffled through his brunette hair. I felt my ears grow hot and my tail wagging in between my legs of my pants.
“Your tail’s pretty visible, right now.” He said, grabbing his bag and swooping it over his shoulders. “Sorry.” I whispered, as we walked out of the damp locker room. “Don't apologize,” He said, busting the door open to the beautiful orange hue of a sunset. Jayde found out about the whole “demon” side of me about two years ago during freshman year.
I had a huge ass crush on him and it just happened we played one of the stupid childhood games, “Seven minutes in heaven” in a dirty closet full of old coats, costumes and dog hair at the kid that couldn't even last junior years house and it turned into me getting too flustered and revealing myself to the only person I had talked to at the time and had a crush on.
I will never forget the shocked look on his face when he noticed my wings flutter out and cramp into the tight closet. He laughed it off moments later and the next five minutes were full of laughter.
After that day, he hasn’t really asked questions about it. I was thankful but it's questionable. How could you not have any fucking questions?
“I have a question,” he started. I perked up, excited to answer any of his questions. “Do you want to come over? I don't feel like cooking dinner and you're the only one who could cook for my little sister.” He said, tilting his glasses up as he shoved his hands in his pockets.
I was disappointed yet I loved his family as it was the only family I've ever known and that had welcomed me. They were atheists so I was free and comfortable to have my full features out around them which was a huge plus compared to my parents' friends and their children who were nowhere near my friends and went to completely different schools.
“What about your girlfriend?” I question, not sure if I should be cooking for his family when he's lazy. “What about her? Volleyball.” He said, scrambling around in his bag for his keys. I hesitated as his girlfriend didn't like me to begin with because her and her friends “saw the faggy look I gave Jayde everytime”.
“Don't be intimidated by her. She's not doing a single thing. She's always weird about my friends. Then there's the other guy I hangout with. She thinks he's a “bad influence”. I asked her if she thought she was my mother.” He said, laughing as he kicked off his shoes.
I chuckled as well as I saw his sister run down the stairs with two dolls at hand. “Yukio!” She called out, as she jumped into my arms. I hugged her as I felt comfortable with this place. One of the only places I was comfortable with.
“Can you play with me?” She asked, jumping up and down. I pat her head and smile. “After he makes us something good.” Jayde jumped in, leaning on my shoulder and winked at me and his sister. She grumbled and rolled her eyes. “Why can't you cook!?” She whines. ‘’Cause you know he can't,” I whispered, causing her to giggle.
“Whatever. Can you please cook? I'm starving from practice.” He said pulling me into the kitchen. She put her two hands together and made kissing sounds. This caused me to laugh and blush at the same time. “Tail wagging again I see.” He hints at, causing my laughter to die down as he lets go of me and I crack open the fridge. “Is that not allowed here?” I asked, also allowing my wings to flutter.
He snickered and sat down at the bar stool as he noticed a few obnoxious dings from his phone. I ignored them swiftly and took out two beautiful pieces of stake. He frustratedly typed and sighed, rocking back and forth in his seat.
His sounds stopped as he cleared his throat and slammed his phone on the table causing me to jump a little. “So, how'd you even get those?” He finally asked. I smiled so hard. I was so happy he wasn't able to see my cheesy smile or he'd definitely tease me about it.
“My parents signed a deal with some guy in a sketchy van a few months after I was born because we were extremely poor and couldn't afford anything. Turns out the deal came with a shit ton of screaming from me and developing unnatural limbs. That's another reason why I haven't been to a doctor since.” I said, closing the story.
It was short but I was really excited for his response.
“So, uh, are you even real?” He asked. I paused and realized my hand was touching the burner of the stove and looked down at my hand and noticed no discomfort and certainly no discoloration.
“What? I- obviously?” I questioned, shaking my hand and putting the first stake on the grill. I picked up my glass of water as I took a sip. “How do you “do it” with your tail then? Since it's made out of bone and shit.” He asked, causing me to gulp water down the wrong path.
I began to cough as I got hot again. My tail swayed back and forth, still shocked by the question. “Why!?” I flipped around to see him following my tail with his eyes. “Some book my girlfriend showed me talked about a demon having sex with a human. It was actually a good read for someone who hasn't read in at least two years.” He said, sliding his phone with a picture of the title on it.
“Oh?” I say, confused on how he'd want me to respond to that. “My bad. Was that too far?” He asked. “No, no. It just came out of nowhere. My apologies,”
“You don't have to apologize all the time. Especially when you don't have to.” He said, picking up his phone. “I'm- oh. Okay, uh.” The room fell silent after I said my last word and it was awkward. “Here. This is yours,” I slid the plate of stake over to him. Me and his sister were planning on splitting a stake because she was young and didn't want as much and I wasn't fond of eating cooked meat.
“Thank you. I'm going to get my sister, I'll be back.” He said, walking off. I kneeled down and felt my whole body burn. Why did he want to know about how I had sex?! Was he like.. implying something? My thoughts were interrupted as the door was knocked on. I hid my wings and tucked my tail as I walked to open the door to Jaydes girlfriend standing there with an upset expression and soaking wet hair while she breathed heavily.
“Why are you here?” She asked, adjusting her backpack. I was unsure of what to say because I was unsure why I was here myself. Jayde walked down the stairs and sighed as we turned and looked at him in sync. His sister trailed and her smile faded when she saw the girlfriend. She waved but she hid behind me as if she was scared of her.
“C'mon, let's go eat.” I said, picking her up and bringing her to the kitchen. The house felt gloomy. Almost as if someone had passed away. Me and his sister watched a show on her tablet and her positive laughter was the only thing that filled the negative room because he and her were in the living room having a very deep conversation.
“I just feel like you don't care about me enough. You care more about your little bad influence friends than me.” She said, breaking their silence. “As if your friends are any fucking better. They've slept with half of the football team.” He snapped. “Does that mean they've slept with you as well? Wouldn't phase me at all.” She added.
I internally gasped and raised the volume on the tablet. “There's too much of this going on and it's really starting to irritate me.” He said, pinching the bridge of his nose. “This is what a mature relationship that isn't a hookup feels like, fun fact!” She yelled. “It's not. We argue every single day! This isn't even a relationship at this point. How about we just cut it here?” He said. His words echoed the room and even my heart sank a little.
“Cut it? We've been together since freshman year what do you-”
“We should break up.” He repeated in a serious tone.
“It's because of your fucking friends! You don't mean this, you won't.” She said, slamming her hand, leaving a paper down on the table before grabbing her backpack and swinging open the front door and slamming it right after. Her quick actions caused his sister to have a confused facial expression and turn around to the door.
He put his feet up on the coffee table and opened the paper. “Yukio,” he called out. Causing me to slightly jump. His sister was so locked in on the screen she thankfully didn't notice. “Hmm,” I responded, while walking over to the couch. “You wanna play some games?” He said, with a beaming smile.
“For someone who just got broken up with, you're weirdly cheerful.” I said, sitting down next to him. “I can't play games with my friend?” He said, digging on the side of the couch and pulling out a controller to hand to me. I grinned as I felt my hidden limbs flutter. I plopped down on the couch next to him as we started to play a game.
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Round after round, I occasionally sat up to help his sister out but we played for hours. “Maybe I should head home.” I said, throwing my books and other stuff I had brought in my bag. “Why? Staying the night wouldn't be bad. You already did your work right?” He asked, grabbing my wrist as I looked down at him. I hesitated my next move as he looked up at me with puppy eyes.
“It's the least you could do after your buddy just got broken up with.” He said, grabbing my waist as I stood up. I blushed and quickly sat down to avoid whatever was coming next. “Sure, sure. Let me pick the game then.” I asked. “Of course. I'm going to get something to drink,” He said, winking before walking off to the kitchen.
His sister was already asleep and his parents already rang and informed them they wouldn't be home till the end of the week. So now it was just the two of us. Shouldn't be weird because it's just two friends but my libido was high now and there was no way it was going down now.
“What's this?” I asked, as he put the glass in my hand. It smelled like alcohol but I was hoping it wasn't because I was alright feeling tipsy without drinking. “Did you forget that we're underaged?” I say. He shrugs his shoulders as he sits closer to me and leans his face into mine. “Consider it as something to forget today.” He said, holding up my hand to cheer our glasses.
“This is why you wanted me to stay?” I chuckled, taking a sip from the glass and relaxing myself as I felt his body heat soothe me. “Do you like it? I've only ever made drinks for my parents and my now ex-girlfriend..” He asked. I frowned at the last part but nodded my head as I chugged the rest down. “You're totally going to feel that soon.”
“That'd be great if I did. The sooner the better.” I said, wiping my mouth. “Don't tell me you beat me at being a raging alcoholic.” He said, leaning into my face. I analyzed his face more as I felt a bit tipsy while he just laughed at me for my blank expression. “Even if I did beat you to it, it was years ago.” I responded, with a joking attitude.
“I knew you weren't as good as you seem. The big soft wolf has a dark side, hmm?” He pondered, wrapping his hand behind my ear. “And the even bigger wolf has a deceiving side to him.” I whispered as his body almost begged for mine. “Yeah? I know why I wanted you to stay. It's your fault,” He said, slowly unbuckling his pants but not taking any part of his body off mine in the process.
“I just have that effect. Although it sounds like my effect worked on you only because you're single now and doing this because you are doing it as “something to forget today”.” I purr as I begin to feel something poking at my thigh. “Yeah. We get it, you can read minds. Even though I can't, I know you want this. I've known you've wanted this for years now.” He said. I shuttered, giving a quiet gasp in response to him now touching me.
“That's not the point..” I moaned, as I felt his hand slip down my pants. I wrapped my hands around and he held my back in place. “Remember when I asked that question earlier about you demons having sex and shit? I lied about it. She wasn't reading shit.”
“Maybe you're the real fucking demon here.” I panted, bringing my hand up to his hair and slightly holding tight on it. “At least I told you, right?” He smiled, kissing my face. “So how do you want me?” He asked, pausing.
I was so close to coming and I now had to catch my breath to answer his ignorant fucking question. Isn't this the tops’ decision?! “You gotta tell me what you want before you get something, you know.” He said, putting his hand around my neck and tilting it up. I blushed and rubbed my face. “Are we really doing this right now!?” I asked, closing my eyes in frustration.
“Yeah.”
“Are you lying again! I can feel your fucking dick—” I yelled till he pushed it in and I moaned. “You just never learn your lesson, huh?”