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[Oh-- well that makes his breath hitch, but he gladly inclines his neck to help with that and grips Lahabrea's hair tighter himself. He does still have evidence of the cut on his neck, but it should be mostly scar tissue by now, not about to open back up.]

Is that more honest?

Being open that I should claim you?

[His breath is warm on Vergil's neck but he does lift his head to admire the mark and stroke the scar tissue with gentle fingertips.]

It is. There was a time your pride would have balked at wanting that so openly. No matter how obvious your enjoyment.

[His hand moves to wrap around the braid and sageo.]

Was there anything coy about giving you a piece of my soul, or all the time I have spent saying I am so thoroughly yours that you can do anything you wish with me?

[He laughs softly, turning to kiss that hand.]

No. I am talking long ago. Did I not say your honesty and bluntness were soothing to me? Knowing what you want of me is equally so.

Hm, as far as the seasons go it would appear to have been around a year now? But about 120 days...not all that long ago either way. I suppose you're right. I wouldn't have been able to stand the thought of giving anyone such power over me.

But I want everything of you, and for you to want everything of me.

Which means I am also laying claim whether you like it or not.

I was rather assuming your claim was a given.

I do not lightly suffer another having the arrogance to claim me. But with you I do crave it.

Good. It is a given. And it would be the case either way, so a good thing for you that you want it.

Good. I do find your entitlement deeply charming. But you have earned it.

Of course I have. Who has or could ever be better than me?

[He laughs. Delighted.]

Aside from myself?

If you leave me for your past self in Amaurot, I'm -

...Not going to be able to kill him as he is you.

But I will be very cross!

[He laughs and laughs, catching Vergil's hands to drag them above his head, tangling their fingers together as he leans in.]

I could not leave you, my love, I need you too much.

[He kisses him long and hard, grinning.]

You had best not leave me for myself as well. He's a delusional idealist you know. I'm much better.

[How can he not grin right back, or lean into that kiss.]

Mm, is that so...? I fail to see the difference. Besides, if one of you is so nice, why shouldn't two be twice as good? I'll take both.

I'm clearly better? Vergil!

[He can't help laughing through the fake offense.]

Though I did promise to take you between two of me at least in dreams didn't I?

[He makes a noncommittal noise but then --]

-- That's true.

[He smirks at the blush.]

I have other plans for you tonight but do remind me later.

[Please. He might have been the one to suggest it first but! He! Is shy!]

Hmm, taking my soul, was it?

[He loves the shyness it's so cute]

Exactly.

[You can't make a guy ashamed of and hate his feelings and desires his whole life and expect he's not gonna be shy about it later, so it sure is a good thing he likes it!]

Well I wouldn't trade that for anything.

[He doesn't love the origins but you can't deny it's cute as heck. Big arrogant demon shyness gap moe.]

I would hope not. Shall I take you to bed?

Oh, are you going to carry me?

You could make it so I could.

Hmmm...no.

[As if he was ever going to say yes. Instead he wraps his tail around Lahabrea's back so he doesn't tip over while Vergil sits up and hoists the man up with him. To the big bed in case Five is coming back and would like the company, where he sets Lahabrea down to start getting changed.

Or rather just taking the jewellery and such off because feral demon men just sleep in their clothes.]

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