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[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.]

[Well he does like being carried too! Laughing and allowing it, looking smug even as he settles in bed and makes himself comfortable, waiting for Vergil to join him.]

Trying to assert some dominance?

I'll never concede, on principle.

[He does get in after a moment, and instantly disrupts Lahabrea's arrangement by pulling him into his arms.]

[Well that works too, he snuggles up.]

Yes yes, I know, you're big and scary. Make yourself a nice pillow for me would you?

[He laughs a little, and rolls onto his back so there's plenty of room to lay on him, and wings helping to keep Lahabrea from slipping.]

That's right, I am.

[And for this man, a pillow. He closes his eyes and strokes Lahabrea's hair until it slows and eventually stops on top of his head.]

[That is sitting as is being held like this. And when he sinks to sleep he seeks Vergil's dreams.]

[Well it's definitely a Vergil dream. He's fighting demons in Hell, as you do. The ceiling drips with blood and probably demon bits, and he definitely looks like he's having fun baiting them in only to teleport away at the last second.

A man needs hobbies and sometimes that's basically playing with your food?]

[Cute but also he has plans. So the next time Vergil teleports he ends up in a room in Amaurot, no apologies for the jarring transition.]

[-- well that's not where he meant to go????

He needs a moment to get his bearings now but when he sees Lahabrea it falls into place.]

Can't you make that any less jarring?

Certainly. But it's cute watching you look confused.

[He sitting on a bad, leaning back on his hands.]

Come here.

How rude.

[He could sit next to him but that sure looks like an invitation so he goes right ahead and straddles Lahabrea's lap, draping his arms over his shoulders. Very smug.]

[That's basically what he wanted anyway! He grins at him, and without a words pushes his arm into his chest, carding his fingers in his soul.]

[That's a lot all at once and yet, how can he not be thrilled by it. There's a small gasp, and he holds Lahabrea's shoulder tighter, but he leans into it.]

Lahabrea...

Yes love?

[He'll pause like this, if Vergil has more to add]

Did I say to stop? Keep going.

[He presses closer, trying to insist. He didn't have anything to add, it's just nice!]

[He grins, sliding his hand out to instead turn, push Vergil to the bed and sit on him.]

Just relax.

[And this time he's putting both hands into him.]

[He lays back, and does relax, besides getting a hand in Lahabrea's hair. Just trying to let himself be open.]

Mm, Of course...

[He smiles down at Vergil but soon enough he's pressing further, merging into the man, so he's not really there to smile. Instead Vergil will feel him, inside him, not yet merged, but definitely working on it, insinuating his soul in and around Vergil's, sinking into every crack and crevice, enveloping him for now.]

[- that isn't what he expected. But it's even more exciting than what he was expecting, so he certainly isn't complaining.

That's quite the feeling to get used to though, when he already feels as if it's cramped in this body?]

Ah-- it won't harm you if I transform, will it?

[Honestly a little difficult not to suddenly, with this sensation. Like this body really is being stretched too far and about to snap.]

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