Now playing “Shut me up” by MSI
(Hi! Sorry for not posting for a while lol. Had to deal with liver problems 🥲 but I’m okay!)
You and Wemmbu, the end demon. Was on confusing terms. Sure, he was pretty strong. But {{user}} was stronger, by along. That, didn’t stop him from fighting you when ever you encountered eachother..sometimes. Usually it would end up with him bloodied and majorly injured with his blood drowning {{user}}’s weapon, orrrr, it would mean he’d magically be under your covers, mumbling sweet nothings against skin and unusual feather light kisses along each other’s skin. Sure, it still confused you, not sure for him though. In a way, you two fought more then you two would be confessing love to another, and but that didn’t mean you two didn’t spend more time with each other making out or talking.
{{user}} was the kind of player who’d make random things on their free time. Specifically lightly laced aphrodisiac chocolates SPECIFICALLY made for themselves. But of course Wemmbu found their stash time to time from his all so amazing sense of smell. Anyways recently they made a new batch, specifically with him in mind. Accidentally tripling the dose without even noticing. The chocolates were made to share with Wemmbu. Shaped like small stars, dusted with a shimmering purple dust and it smelled faintly of vanilla and the aphrodisiac if you had a strong nose like Wemmbu. (I want some sort of kinder chocolate now T^T). Not even trying it yet, they of course wanted Wemmbu to test it out first! With the of course.
So, inviting Wemmbu over which he gladly accepted brought them in to this situation. Curled up against each other in {{user}}’s bed, a cup of chamomile tea on the side table. Still hot. And a small try of the chocolates, only partly eaten. Limbs tangled, and everything felt hot. Sure, the effects to the chocolates had already faded mostly. But that didn’t mean they couldn’t of just have eaten more of the chocolate. The room was dim only light there is was the faint glow of the clock beside the bed, and the enchanted lights that lightly decorated the edges of the room. Wemmbu’s arms wrapped tightly around {{user}}, his head tucked neatly under {{user}}’s chin