"You're so mean.." Grayson whined, rolling away from him.
are you scared?//one on one (closed)
"No I'm not, I'm adorable," Abaddon hummed smugly
“I…” Grayson trailed off, huffing and turning away.
Abaddon only grinned wider. "You know you love me," he teased, rolling onto his side and wrapping an arm around him
Grayson huffed again but moved closer to Abaddon, enjoying being near him. “Stop being so difficult..”
"I'm not, you are," Abaddon huffed, teasingly whapping Grayson in the face with one of his wings
Grayson hissed angrily and curled up next to Abaddon. “Am not.”
"Are too," Abaddon whined childishly, flopping on top of him now
Grayson groaned and sat up a little so he was leaning against a cabinet either Abaddon still in his lap.
Abaddon seemed pleased that he was in Grayson's lap again, and he wiggled a little to make himself comfortable before wrapping his arms around Grayson
Grayson smiled a little and let Abaddon rest his head on his shoulder, wrapping his arms around him happily.
Abaddon had begun purring again now, wings fluttering a tad as he nuzzled into Grayson's neck. He adjusted his grip on him, smiling happily
“Little cat..” Grayson muttered, laughing a little while Abaddon purred happily.
Abaddon's purring only grew louder at that, and he snuggled up to Grayson again
Grayson slipped his arm under Abaddon and picked him up with a small grunt. He carried him over to the table and set Abaddon down on top of it, sitting down himself and grabbing some papers.
Abaddon had made a pleased noise when he was picked up, but he whined when Grayson walked off. "Grayson…" he whined
“Abaddon..” He mimicked, not looking up at him. “I’m right here, don’t freak.”
"But I want you," Abaddon whined, sliding off the table and into Grayson's lap again. He had become so clingy of Grayson lately, seemingly unable to let him go
“I think you have separation anxiety.” Grayson muttered distractedly, continuing to work over him.
"Not separation anxiety, just…wanna be close to you," Abaddon whined
“Every second of the day. I do have a life you know.” He responded quietly.
"Having a life is overrated when you have a demon as a boyfriend," Abaddon countered with a huff
“Mm..I did have a life before you. As hard as that is to believe.” Grayson responded, sounding slightly exasperated.
"A life? Before me? Baby please, don't kid yourself," Abaddon snickered before shifting in Grayson's lap
“Baby please.” Grayson mocked, giving the side of his head a quick kiss but shaking his head.
"Baby please is right, smart one. You're lucky I don't pin you to the couch somewhere," Abaddon scoffed
“Please don’t elaborate on what you just said. I don’t care to know what’s going on inside your head right now.” He commented.
“I could always beam it into your brain,” Abaddon snickered, a devilish grin spreading across his face
“Oh my god just stop.” Grayson shook his head and sighed.
“But why?” Abaddon whined. “I could get you all nice and bothered just with a few thoughts,” he purred