Demons of Hell (Closed, but stalkers are welcome~)

(Oof also i don’t know if you meant it but hell to pay hahahaha is that a Demon reference? Also, continue on, m8)

(I did, lol)

(Lol, by continue, I mean have Jason do something else, I can’t respond confidently to what you gave me.)

Seth nods before leaving and Jason shuts the door, releasing a pent up wheeze. That was scary. He takes the bag and walks back to the room, "Met?" He knocked before entering.

Met had curled up into the towel again, waiting for Jason to come back.
“Hi Jason. What’d Seth say?” He laid back down.

"Just said to take care of you and that he wanted to drop off your clothes." He replies, setting the bag down.

Met glanced at the bag. “I guess I should get dressed, huh?” The question felt dull om his tongue. He didn’t want to get dressed.

"I suppose. Or you could stay like this and continue~" He purrs.

Met stretched out a little. “The latter sounds amazing.” He gave Jason a flirty grin.

Jason chuckles, crawling onto the bed, kissing Met gently as he does so. He glances down at the other and smiles softly.

Met wrapped his arms around the other and brang his legs up to waist-length. He kissed back, shutting his eyes.

(PM or Skip?)

(Either. I'm on a school computer so…)

(Oof… let’s just skip it for now.)

(Alright)

He held the other, catching his breath. He litters soft kisses along Met's neck, these were loving, not lustful. "You never cease to amaze me." He mutters, rubbing soft circles on Met's hips.

Met swallowed heavily, catching his breath. Met had his arms wrapped around Jason’s neck, relaxing back into the bed.
“You were so amazing. I don’t do anything…”

He chuckles. "Wrong." He purrs, "You let me make love to you." He purrs, kissing him gently. He happily holds the other, sighing happily.

Met curled into Jason, far from tired. But rather, he was buzzing with the energy he gained from his pleasure. His hands reached up and he started to stroke the other’s face, gazing drearily into his eyes.

He smiles at the other, holding him as he purred at the gentle touches he received from the other. "Nothing hurts?" He asks gently, glancing at the other happily.

Met shook his head. “Nope. Nothing hurts.” He ran his hand down Jason’s arm and rested it on the other’s hand.
“Should we go soon?” He was surprised Jason didn’t feel his energy.

"Sure." He mumbles sleepily, kissing the other gently.

Met stroked Jason’s hair with his left hand. “Are you sure you don’t want to stay and sleep?”

"Mmm…. Maybe a little nap wouldn't hurt. Then we can leave." He mumbles.

Met pulled Jason’s head close gently, smiling. “Okay. Sounds good, love.”

Jason smiles and kisses his forehead, nuzzling the other gently. "Wonderful." He mumbles, slowly falling asleep.

(Another skip)

Met had stayed up for the time Jason slept, gazing up at the wall, enjoying the gentle buzz of Jason’s dreams. He’d lost track of time, then before he knew it Jason was stirring.

Jason peeped one eye open and smiles. "Now that is a sight I want to wake up to every time." He mumbles.

Met turned his gaze onto Jason, then turned a faint red. "Really?" He gave a slight grin.

"Yes." Jason nuzzles the other and smiles up at him. He sighs happily. "I wouldn't mind waking up to this every day."

Met nudged under his lover's chin, moving so that Jason didn't have to look up. Met didn't say anything, just blushed into Jason's neck.