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Footsteps. Coming closer. Steady.
It was only when they stopped right in front of him that Keyaru glanced up, the shackle heavy around his neck. Was this the person he was meant to serve today...?
"...Use me as you please, sir."
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Footsteps. Coming closer. Steady.
It was only when they stopped right in front of him that Keyaru glanced up, the shackle heavy around his neck. Was this the person he was meant to serve today...?
"...Use me as you please, sir."
"Ngh..." Keyaru sways on his feet, a wave of dizziness crashing over him with no warning. He's been up for too many nights now and what little naps he's been taking don't seem to be enough anymore.
The healer stumbles back - only to be caught by someone from behind, their hands quick to steady him. "S-sorry...and thanks."
"Ah, well, thank you for the offer, but..." A slightly husky voice, kitten-heeled shoes taking a step back away from the man standing much too close, one hand nervously gripping into the fabric of a blue and white dress. "I-I really should be going..."
Keyaru cursed silently in his mind. He'd thought dressing like a woman would get the soldiers searching the city for him off his tail, but it turned out that all he did was attract a different kind of trouble.
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Indeed, it was slightly painful and in fact got Ivon to let go of the Brunei’s ass. But it didn’t stop him from trying again, this time grabbing Keyaruga’s hands in one of his own to pin against the Healer’s back. Ivon smirk, leaning down until hot breath was felt on the other’s nape. “So mean~ That’s no way to treat a friend,” Ivon snickered.
Oh, this son of a bitch--!
The warmth of the other’s breath against his neck sent a faint shiver down his spine, but it did little to stop the Healer from moving back, closer, just for the sake of stomping down on Ivon’s foot.
“Friend? I thought we were past that.” Keyaruga smirked, eyes narrowed dangerously. “My mistake. I’ll be sure to send you straight into the enemy zone instead in just a moment.”
“I’VE BEEN BACK FOR OVER TEN SECONDS AND NO ONE HAS YET TO PIN ME DOWN AND FUCK ME STUPID THIS IS A DISGRACE--”
“A-are you insane?! Why-- why the hell would you want anyone to--?”
“No, no, the god’s got a point.”
“...Am I seriously surrounded by fucking idiots?”
“Apparently so. You ought to surround yourself with books instead, they make for much better companions~”
He’s feeling hot. And not in the fun way. No, this is all shivers and exhaustion and odd tingles that’s all the unmistakable signs of a fever - and try as he might ( and he has ) his Healing appears to have no effect, only draining him of what little energy he has.
Shit, what’s going on? ...Actually, more importantly, where is he? This doesn’t look like his room...
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Ivon's reaction may not have been the one the Healer expected- the demon gave his own smirk of amusement, stepping closer to Keyaruga as his chains were tugged hard. "Caught? Oh my! You seem to have jumped to the thought that this was all an accident~!"Laughing, Ivon leaned down further, stepping off the stage before closing the distance to press a hard and taunting kiss to the Healer's mouth. "You fell right into my trap, sweetheart~"
No, that was the furthest thing from the reaction Keyaru had expected. Shock ( and actual embarrassment ) turned his cheeks red and he remained frozen for several long moments, for once caught completely off guard and speechless.
“You-- are you fucking kidding me?!” He jerked the chain, roughly, hoping it’d choke the demon at least a little bit. “Are you seriously so fucking stupid that you’d let yourself-- what the hell was even the point of this?!”
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A brow raised on Ivon’s face as the other stepped closer and took his hands. The single word uttered confused him, but the moment the demon felt something boil under his skin, Ivon yanked his hands away sharply with a snarl-like sound. Rubbing at his palms to bring the feeling in them back to normal, Ivon soon face an amused smirk to the brunette. “It seems you’re quite special, huh? No ordinary human. Well, that’ll make things even more fun~”
Keyaru let out a ‘tsk’, fake smile fading into a scowl. Inside, though, confusion ran rampant, because usually a simple touch with his powers would be more than enough to kill a person - and yet, this man seemed almost entirely unaffected, his hands still attached to his arms.
“Same to you. Seems you’re no ordinary human either.” He took a step back, wary. “Who are you?”