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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2014 9:24 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2014 7:32 am
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The threat of pushing him back to his own place was hurtful to say the lease. In some ways, it had reminded him of his own exile but to a small degree. If it was the first while they had been together where Uru was concerned with the boil wanting his privacy - his space from the demon, he would be okay with going bak to his own dorm for a while. But Damien had insisted that he had stayed. He had gotten used to his large bed, the open floor plan and space, had gotten used to sleeping cold and alone. He had gotten used to it because that was how his life was growing up. Now he had gotten used to having a warm body next to him, to have another weight on the bed that he could physically feel shift beside him. He had gotten used to this new scent that going back to just his own woodsy vanilla, it would be so strange that it could become an annoyance that he'd have to fix. No, him going back to his place was beyond an inconvenience. The demon whined silently to himself as his guard fell when he was attacked and flopped on by the green eyed boil. "If you sent me back, that's hardly a win in your favor but removing the competition. If that were te case, there would be nothing to win or fight for." He replied as his eyes seemed to lower upon his eyes, his large hands reaching into the cocoon of blankets that now had assimilated his own. Struggling to sit upright, he rubbed his face and cheek against the surface of one of the blankets that did not smell distinctly of two but of one. Scenting marking, he patted whatever surface of the boil his hand ha managed to hold onto in the mess of sheets. "Scent marked. Thus now both blankets are territorially mine. Therefore you are surrounded by what is mine and thus you are surrounded. Now give up and come out." He teased. He could see he boil's neon green eyes if he angled himself right, but this should lure him out. After all, his roommate just claimed territory in his territory!
Then again, the host hasn't mentioned the fact he had marked a few things since being here; pillow, blanket, his side of the sheet idly while he was sleeping shocked when he woke up to it but never actually said anything, and some towels.
"Plumping me up does you no good, I am already bigger than you. You're just making me work out more to burn it all off."
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2014 9:01 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2014 9:23 pm
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Uru huffed at the comment as the king of the blanket hill exposed himself from his shelter to mock and challenge him. The demon blankly stared down at the boil as his fingers touched his sides and commonly vulnerable areas, watching as the monster touch him. Shaking his head, he looked at the boil. "I'm not ticklish, Damien." Uru should mind that he was being touched, he did not enjoy the idea of it, but here, he did not mind. Damien gets the passes to do so, probably one of the few that he would allow anyway. It was then that the green eyed monster lunged forward and pressed his cheeks together so that his face made that fishy lips. Growling, he swatted his roommate's hands away as he doubled back with his hands, shooting a foot out, planting it flat against the boil's chest to put a distance between them. "The lines are indeed drawn and crossing it will result in retribution!" The demon snarled playfully.
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2014 12:37 pm
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"I have a spot, but you will never find it! Brenna never told you, I know she didn't. She doesn't know, no one does but Fraustus and good luck with that!" He hissed at the futile attempts to reach him. Damien was a monster. He was strong. But he was also shorter than Uru so this attempt to keep him at bay was sufficient enough, plus, it amused how frustrated he was getting that the green-eyed boil wasn't getting his way. Uru swatted away the blankets that the blanket monster was throwing his way as if to encase and drown him under the warmth and comfort, blinding him with layers of fabric. He shall not have any of that. "Your retribution comes when it is due and today is not that day, Damien." The demon declared as he let down his foot allowing his host to fall forward as he lunged, simultaneously, with arms to wrap around his mid-section and take him backwards.
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Posted: Tue Dec 02, 2014 5:47 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2014 9:36 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2014 9:54 pm
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The demon fell forward, his lower half wrapped in the blankets, trailing back to the bed as he laid at the foot of it. It was quite embarrassing, yet, it didn't feel mortifying before Damien. He answered with a defeated huff, his drawing up to rest his chin on when he felt the presence over him of the other male. The blanket monster was completed and he was getting comfortable on the floor - the sea of blankets. It wouldn't be long before the fluff pack decides to stampede the room and make themselves comfortable. Perhaps being on the floor would deter them, encouraging their wiggling forms to take the now-empty bed while the host and guest lay on the floor.
"Spending the day in sounds like a good idea." He stated. Letting out an audible exhale through the nose, he slipped his tail and wiggled himself - adjusting himself, to fit and get comfortable with another body on him. If it was anyone else, he would have thrown them off in a fit. Though he was tired, he was comfortable and actually content.
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