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Baby happily borrowed Bobby's shower after their date, unwilling to go face his boys just yet. As Baby tried to comb his fingers thru his hair to wash it, he hissed in pain. Yanking his hands free, he frowned to find bits of tree bark rammed under his nails, a few strands of hair yanked out from getting trapped between the splinters and nails.
Baby quickly rinsed his hair out best he could and got out of the shower. He tied the towel around his waste, peeking out of the bathroom. "Do you have tweezers?"
Bobby glanced up from his bed. "I should. Everything okay?" Bobby put his book down as he rummaged thru his night stand.
"Clawing trees isn't a great idea." Baby laughed.
Bobby frowned in concern. "Do you need any help?"
Baby gave a small shrug. "I'm not dressed."
"That's not what I asked." Bobby brought the tweezers over. "Let me see."
Baby snorted, holding a hand out for investigation.
Bobby looked his nails over carefully. "How did you not feel this sooner?"
"I'm pretty used to pain."
"Come sit down. You're not going to be able to hold a magnifying glass and tweezers at the same time."
Baby glanced to his towel, then shrugged, letting Bobby pull him to the bed.
Bobby sat next to him, grabbing a magnifying glass from the drawer as well.
"Is there anything you don't have in there?"
Bobby rolled his eyes, crossing one leg under the other to rest Baby's hand on his knee while he worked.
Baby sat quietly, watching the man diligently pluck each sliver of wood and bark from his nail bed. He could tell Bobby was trying his hardest to not hurt him worse, to do this as smooth as possible.
Baby had helped nearly destroy the world and ruin the Huntrix. He had sold his soul in a desperate hope to not fail at the only career option he hoped wouldn't judge him for his past. He had personally seen the demise of dozens of people. He was a weapon, a tool, a monster.
And here was this gentle, soft human, handling him with the care one would treat a valuable piece of art.
Here was this kind soul, caring about whether or not he was sparing Baby a tiny fraction of pain.
Here was a life Baby felt entirely undeserving of, and yet, was being given anyways. Despite everything.
He had seen Baby at his absolute worst, at his absolute ugliest, and still chose to love him.
Everything in Baby felt warm, as if he were alive again. A pulse pounded in his throat, and he wasn't sure if it was an echo of Bobby's, or if it was somehow, despite everything, his own.
Baby's face felt warm, trying to casually lay his free arm over his lap. He wasn't sure if he had blood or a pulse, but something surely seemed to not be hindered by that fact.
Bobby placed a gentle kiss to Baby's palm as he finished the first hand. "Next."
Baby tensed slightly, knowing he was about to be caught. Baby slowly switched which arm he held out. Baby's eyes locked onto Bobby's face, watching it tint slightly as he realized what Baby was trying to keep discreet.
Bobby didn't say a word, only took the second hand with the same careful tenderness as the first.
Baby's chest tightened with want. This human was just so sweet, so delicate, so soft. It made his fangs water. He couldn't feast. He knew that. He didn't want to, not truly. He didn't want to lose this human. The craving persisted, desperate to enjoy this human to the fullest.
He couldn't feast.
But he could taste.
Baby swallowed as his mouth watered at the idea, stirring under his towel. He held back, waiting, if only so he could use his claws with reckless abandon when he could finally get a lick.
Bobby gave a sigh of relief as he pulled the last splinter out, double checking each fingertip to be sure nothing was missed. "It's impressive you didn't so much as chip a nail."
Baby gave a shrug, dragging one slowly extending claw carefully up Bobby's arm. "Guess being a demon has some benefits."
Baby's fangs ached with the way Bobby shuddered at the simple action.
Bobby gave a stiff nod, placing the tweezers and magnifier aside, dropping the splinters into a trashcan next to the table.
Baby grinned wide as the action turned Bobby's back to him slightly. Baby scooted over, unbothered as the friction pulled his towel askew slightly. He eagerly ran his tongue up the back of Bobby's neck, fangs grazing the skin there.
Baby delighted in the yelp the other man let out. Bobby lurched forward slightly, catching himself on the edge of the nightstand to not fall off the bed entirely.
Baby laced his arms around Bobby's waste to hold him close, scraping his fangs along the line he licked.
"B-Baby-" Bobby gasped out, reaching a hand back to tangle in Baby's hair.
"You're so good to me." Baby whispered into his ear, grabbing Bobby by the hips to turn them to face each other, dragging Bobby into his lap.
"So... Sweet." Baby punctuated the comment by licking another line up the front of Bobby's throat, reveling in the feel of the Adam's Apple shifting under the flat press of his tongue.
Bobby whined high and loud as he threw his head back, gripping tightly to Baby's hair like it was his last lifeline.
Baby felt completely euphoric off Bobby's noises alone. He pushed down on Bobby's hip, assuring his partner could feel exactly what was to come.
"All for you." He groaned against Bobby's jugular. Baby grinned, letting Bobby go and leaning back on his elbows to admire the man in his lap. "What else is in that miracle drawer?"
Bobby groaned at the lack of contact, and the hair slipping from between his fingers. It took him a few moments to realize he was being asked something. It had been far, far too long since he'd taken Bobby Time away from his job. He knew he must look desperate. The way Baby looked at him like he was prey, he wasn't sure the other minded.
Baby grinned, sharp teeth drawing Bobby's undivided attention. At least, until those clawed hands massaged slowly up his thighs. Bobby had to struggle to keep focused on Baby's words over his actions.
"Unless." Baby's voice had a hint of a purr to it. "You're hoping for it raw?"
Bobby's entire body shuddered at the idea, his pants feeling far too tight. As tempting as it was, he knew things were shaky with the others at the moment, and he didn't need to be entirely out of commission for a few days. Bobby forced his mind to work as he tried to move. Baby's claws dug into his thighs, threatening to break skin.
Bobby glanced to Baby, uncertain what he was expecting. The only answer he got was a wide grin.
Bobby swallowed down the heat that look shot up his spine and did his best to twist around, straining his back and arms to reach for the drawer without leaving Baby's lap. Bobby cried out in surprise and ecstasy as his arm slipped out from under him, sending him folding backwards over the edge of the bed. Bobby only remained on the bed at all because of the claws holding him in place on Baby's lap, while Baby's mouth sucked over the tent in his Bobby's pants.
Bobby's hands scrambled, trying to pull himself back upright. His head swimming from the sudden pleasure, paired with gravity trying to pull his blood in the opposite direction.
Bobby gasped as he was yanked back onto the bed, legs now over Baby's shoulders as Baby eagerly lapped at his pants, as if they'd melt away with enough licks. Just as suddenly as his legs had been yanked up, they were dropped back to the bed.
"So. Lube?" Baby asked casually, as if he hadn't just shook every bit of sanity out of Bobby's brain.
Bobby panted as he rolled over onto his front, trying once more to dig thru the drawer. His head dropped slightly as he felt those devilish claws caress up the back of his thighs before hands kneaded at his ass. Bobby groaned in relief as he finally found his lube, rolling back over and siting up to face Baby.
Baby wasted no time yanking Bobby close by his hair, kissing him as if their lives depended on it.
Bobby let himself be laid on his back, legs hooking around Baby's hips. He whined in frustration as the other sat up, leaving him by himself on the bed. Bobby forced his eyes open, staring longingly up at Baby hovering above him.
Baby grinned down at him, eyes far more focused than Bobby's felt. "Can't enjoy a lollipop until it's unwrapped."
Bobby glanced down himself, remembering he was still fully dressed. Bobby tried to sit up, reaching for his jacket.
Baby's hand on his chest stopped him. "You take such great care of me. Now, it's my turn."
Bobby's mouth went dry as he lowered his hands, eyes glued to Baby's.
Baby took his time peeling off each layer, hungrily admiring every centimeter of flesh revealed. Baby allowed himself to drool slightly as he pulled the slacks and boxers down together, eager to reveal his prize.
Bobby covered his mouth to muffle his groan as Baby's spit dripped onto his cock. He should probably be disgusted, but all he could think was how badly he wanted that mouth back over him.
Bobby moans in delight at that mouth pressing into his own once more. Good enough. Another moan ripped from him as Baby hiked one of Bobby's legs over his shoulder, spreading him wide.
Bobby was sure he screamed in overwhelming pleasure as he felt fangs bury into the meat of his shoulder at the same time a finger pushed into him. He could only assume Baby had retracted his claws given he didn't feel like he was being shredded.
Bobby dug his own nails into Baby's back, clinging to his partner in desperation for more, happily letting Baby work him at whatever pace he wanted.
Baby released his bite, only to leave another a little lower on his chest as he added another finger. Baby growled into the bite, desperate for more but knowing he needed to pace himself at least a little bit. Baby released his second bite, moving to suckle on the front of Bobby's throat, careful to not bite down. He didn't want to kill his human. He couldn't resist a taste of it, tho.
Bobby writhed against him, gasping and trying to grind against him. He needed more. He felt utterly addicted to the intensity Baby provided.
Baby groaned against his throat, pulling off his treat so he could focus on lubing himself up finally.
Bobby forced his eyes open, watching with his mouth open in want as Baby readied himself.
Baby leaned over him, kissing him deeply and almost choking Bobby on Baby's tongue before pulling back once more.
"Please." Bobby whined, hands refusing to let go of Baby's hair this time.
Baby grinned wide, lining up and shoving himself inside. He knew he probably should be nice and go slow. But Bobby looked at him with such hunger, and hadn't complained at the pace so far. And Baby felt like he was starving.
Baby latched onto Bobby's chest over his heart, sinking his fangs in deeply until he tasted blood, as he bottomed out, hips flush against Bobby's thighs. The scream of pure joy from his human was almost as delicious as a feast.
Bobby writhed against Baby, chasing more of the intoxicating pleasure. He didn't understand how, but it felt like Baby's fangs were sinking into his actual heart itself. He wasn't sure he'd complain if that was true. Not when it felt like this.
Baby groaned, low and deep, as he felt the human's soul pull towards him. He was certain, if he tried, Bobby would just let him devour him entirely and wholly. Baby wasted no time driving into his human in harsh, deep thrusts. He needed to consume him. To taste every single piece of him, inside and out.
Baby forced himself to release his chest, mouth returning to Bobby's once more. This time, not to gag him on Baby's tongue, but to lap at his soul itself. To breathe Bobby in thru their mouths.
Bobby gathered all the focus he could to hook his legs over Baby's shoulders, needing him closer. He had never felt anything quite like this. It felt like Baby was seated inside of his entire body. It felt like the icy burn of menthol pulsing across his veins. The physical pleasure of the cock pounding into him almost felt distant, floating somewhere beside him. The burning ice filling his every fiber taking priority. He wanted to be consumed by it. To know nothing but the sweet burn of it in the back of his throat.
Bobby could no longer tell where he ended and Baby began. It didn't matter. The idea of knowing a border between them felt like a fate worse than death. He wanted to be whole with him. To never know an existence separate from him again.
Bobby whined in pain as Baby's lips left his own, desperately chasing them. It felt like a part of him was being ripped away to lose any contact with his other half. The hollowness was swiftly knocked aside as those beautiful fangs buried themselves into the front of his throat, swallowing around him as if they could remove a bite from his very being.
Bobby moaned loudly as his orgasm ripped thru him despite no stimulation to his own aching cock. His vision spotted and swirled from the heat rippling out from his very core, the only sensation he could even process being sheer joy.
Baby purred in the back of his throat, pace slowing as he filled his human, physically and spiritually. Baby breathed deeply against the throat, tongue pressed flat over the jugular once more to hold himself back from actually biting, at least physically. He breathed deeply in Bobby's scent, grounding himself with it as he let the soul slip from his grasp. Ravished, suckled all over, but in tact. In place. Baby took one final stutter of his hips, one final firm suck on the throat, before pulling his mouth off the human entirely.
Baby whined in contentment as he pulled out of Bobby's ass, slowly, eagerly watching as the hole gaped in his absence. Baby allowed himself one final taste as he licked over the dripping hole. Sighing in satisfaction, Baby curled up on Bobby's chest, breathing in deeply the scent of them, together.
Bobby panted as the spots slowly cleared from his vision, idly rubbing Baby's back as his soul settled back into place. He desperately hoped he and Baby were forever, because he'd never be able to go back to normal sex ever again. Bobby shuddered fully as sensation returned, despite the loud ringing in his ears. He wasn't sure if he'd even been breathing thru the last bit of that.
Bobby groaned slightly, feeling the slight sting of sweat in the multiple bite marks. "I'm going to have to wear a turtle neck for the next few days.."
Baby cackled, low and deep in his chest. "Or, could wear something low cut. Show me off."
Bobby's face burnt as he buried his face in Baby's hair to hide his blush.
"Are you alright?" Baby checked. He'd never pulled so strongly on a soul without consuming it entirely before.
Bobby gave a nod and a happy sigh. "I'm wonderful."
Baby chuckled, rolling them slightly so he was pressed to Bobby's chest, but only laying beside him, not on top.
Bobby sighed slightly as managed a full breath finally. He held Baby close, thumb rubbing circles into his back while the other hand gently pet Baby's hair. Bobby smiled fondly at the man, shifting his hand out of the hair to trace his patterns fondly. "I love you."
Baby buried his face further into Bobby's chest, dick twitching at the words. He opened his mouth to reply, finding the words blocked by the worry of whether it was sincere, or the sex talking. Worry if anyone could ever actually love something like him. If he even deserved it.
Bobby tilted Baby's face up slightly, watching his brow crease with the same frustration as always when words seemed to leave Baby entirely. Bobby pressed a gentle, loving kiss to Baby's forehead, then his nose, then his lips. "I know." He mumbled against the lips.
Baby sighed, still annoyed at himself. He wanted Bobby to know he felt the same. Bobby deserved to hear it. Baby couldn't seem to force the words, no matter how desperately he wanted, needed to say them.
Baby pressed his forehead to Bobby's chest, feeling ready to cry. He wanted this, so strongly. And yet, he was powerless to make his throat do what he wanted.
Bobby pushed him back slightly, forcing him to look up. Bobby only smiled at him in sheer devotion. Bobby held up a hand, forming half a heart. "I love you." He repeated.
Baby smiled back, tears falling from the relief. He completed the heart with his own hand. There was more than one way to tell someone something.
Bobby stole a gentle, soft kiss, using his half of the heart to cup Baby's cheek.
Baby rested his forehead against Bobby's after, feeling like the luckiest being in the world.
"I think you're going to need a second shower." Bobby chuckled.
Baby rolled his eyes, grinning as he curled up against Bobby's chest once more, ear pressed to the firm heartbeat below.
Bobby chuckled, message understood loud and clear. "In the morning." Bobby filled in, pulling a blanket over them and cradling Baby close.
Baby sighed in relief, sinking into the warm man. He felt far more satisfied pressed against his human, feeling the soul below pulse towards him, than he ever had feasting outright.
If consuming souls was the junk food of demonhood, Baby had found an all you can eat buffet, and it was his and his alone.
There were no dreams as Baby drifted off to sleep, only the symphonic drum of two hearts in sync. As far as Baby was concerned, it was perfect.