Excy stood outside the door of the spider demons layer for what felt like an hour, fist poised to knock but never fully making contact with the heavy slate that separated the two of them. So far he had just been lucky that in all his pandering the man hadn’t gone to leave and stumbled upon him lingering there like some sort of hellish stalker, ah right…just stalker. Taking a quick silent breath he held it as his fuzzy fist made connection with the door, the knock being softer than he thought it would as he attempted it a few more times his resolve fading a little more with each attempt. Maybe he wasn’t home, maybe he had gone out for one of his rando’s or get a quick baggie. He had almost fully convinced himself of that and to turn around when shuffling could be heard from the other side followed by a click and eerie creek of the decrepit new hotel’s door, the slender figure taking domain against the door frame. “Well if it ain’t the new fluff,” Angels cocky grin slid across his face as both sets of arms crossed, “Shouldn’t ya be gettin pampered by Charlie right now chubby, havn’t ya heard spiders are dangerous.” He licked his lips in a sinful manner that made the smaller male blush, before giving a laugh, “Watcha want kid?”
Excy had taken up the no good habit of stalling, the toe of his boot digging at the ground as he chewed his lower lip, fang piercing it. “Well kid c’mon I don’t have all ni-“ reaching into his pocket he pulled out a crumpled five dollar bill only to have Angel erupt in laughter, sliding down the door as a set of hands touched his forehead and one took place cradling his side. He had basically crumbled in humor, “O-Oh you wanna do that here…” He calmed almost instantly and peeked at him like a creature eyeing its prey, “Ya got guts kid I’ll give ya that much.” Pulling himself from the floor once more he went to turn.
“i-It’s not like that…!” He mumbled quickly in a soft sort of tone, someone who hadn’t quite found their voice yet. “I just…it’s to hear you talk.” Angel gazed over his shoulder at the boy, the money entrancing him like a hypnotists trick, yet still in utter confusion over the odd request. Of course in hell you get a lot of those but nothing quite this…innocent. With a sigh he stepped aside to allow the other entrance,
“It’s your money kid, you can waste it on whatevah sick trick gets you off.” The boys mismatched eyes drifted up from their anxious gaze at the ground to follow him in, Angel quickly taking residence once more of his rather grand looking bed. “So watcha want me to say, want me to call you daddy ooh ooh or maybe talk about how tough and strong you are. What’s your preference?” Angel was once again near laughter,
“You’re day”
“….One..one more time kid?”
“I wanna hear you talk about your day…or whatever you’d like…” He had pulled himself onto the foot of the bed and sat with his head propped on his hand. “I just want to hear you talk…I just..really like you voice.” Excy spoke again with a bit more ease in his voice than the nervous wreck that he had left in the hallway. That’s just how it was as well, no toying or games, for a fiver the spider demon just stared at the ceiling and told stories or cracked jokes with the newest resident, fulfilling what he considered his oddest request.
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