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The blonde rested his forehead against Ashen for a good moment, catching his breath and calming his heartbeat. However, it seemed that the demon was near exhaustion from the act, and before he was able to pull away fully, he was enveloped into a warm embrace. â??Youâ??re full of surprises, arenâ??t you?â? he teased softly, fingers brushing through dark locks, as he pressed a kiss upon the demonâ??s forehead. The natural bonding feeling that came after sex blossomed within his chest, causing him to shower even more affection upon Ashen than he normally would. He assumed that Ashen was affectionate because of what they had just done as well, so he was going to have to see how the other male was going to react once he woke up.

Sighing softly, he pulled himself out of the loosened passage, before curling up against his summon and falling into a short slumber as well. It was only the afternoon, but he figured that after all of that, he was sure theyâ??d need their rest. Only until some time later, when he heard a soft knock on his door, did Jean twitch into conscious. The knock came again, this time with a voice calling out to him. â??Shit!â? the blonde shot up as if he had been caught with his hand down his pants, flushing a deep red.

â??Jean, are you awake? I heard you left school early, are you alright?â? his mother called out, knocking once more, with a worried tone coloring her words.

Jean felt his pulse race for a moment, fearful that theyâ??d be caught in such a situation. Whether or not it was acceptable, it surely wasnâ??t something he wanted his mother to see. â??Uh,â? his voice cracked, so he had to cough and clear it. â??Yeah, Iâ??m fine. Iâ??ll be uhâ?¦ down in a minute!â? he assured her, before nudging Ashen a few times. â??Ashen, we have to get up and be presentable!â? the blonde hissed, feeling like he was introducing his boyfriend to his parents rather than an all powerful demon.
 
"No not really..." the larger male murmured when Jean asked him if her were awake. "Pre-presentable for what?" he continued to murmur on as he came to slowly. At the urgency in the other male's voice he forced himself into an upright position. "Shit I didn't fall asleep during sex did I?" he questioned playfully as he leaned forward on the bed and placed a gentle kiss upon the male's forehead. "I need a shower..." he said slipping off the bed. Looking down at his tanned body he could see they had a helluva lot of fun before he passed out. Physical exhaustion...he hadn't felt that way in a long time. He sighed softly raising his left hand to snap his fingers... Snap... "What the hell...nothing happened..." he murmured to himself. Hearing the collar jingle around his neck he sighed in defeat.

"Well ain't this a load of bullshit... I can't spontaneously change clothes now.... I feel fucking mortal....not cool." he said with a frown. "Hey Jean get over here and help me will ya...." he said with a shake of his head. He looked back at the other to see him all disheveled as well. "What's with the panicked state?" he questioned scratching the back of his head. Ashen then smiled. "Heh...your parents are home aren't they?" he teased a bit. "If you let me use my powers real quick I could dress us within a second."

"If you wanna seem innocent I think you should calm down a bit...they'll know something was up if you're all worked up like that..." the demon said as he walked over to the boy. Placing his hand on Jean's chin he smiled. "Or I could put them to sleep until you cool down... They won't be hurt or anything." he assured the other with a shrug of his shoulder.
 
He chuckled when the demon got up and attempted to use his magic, before remembering that he had hindered such things a bit earlier in the day. Blonde hair fell over his eyes, as he gave Ashen a rather come hither look without realizing it; eyes sparkling with mirth. â??Being a mortal canâ??t be that bad. Besides, itâ??ll be best for when you meet my family.â? he announced, standing up and taking a breath to calm himself. â??And yeah, the parents are home right now.â? there seemed to be a trailing off point, as he sighed and thought about how to go about this.

When Ashen mentioned using magic against his parents, his calming heart sky rocketed once more. â??No! I meanâ?¦ no, that wonâ??t be a good idea. Youâ??ll remain without magic for now. Come on, letâ??s go shower and you can borrow some of my clothes.â? he announced, ushering them towards the bathroom. Still in a bit of a playful mood, he held out his hand and tilted his head, focusing on what he wanted and trying to get some semblance of magic to work its way to fulfilling it.

A small line of light seemed to spew from the center of Ashenâ??s collar, before curling around his palm. It invoked a small smile upon his lips, before he gently tugged at it like the demon was his pet. With that, he led them into the bathroom connected to his room. The showering stall was not large enough that there were two shower heads, but enough that they could both fit without being crushed together. Releasing the leash with another playful tug, he bent over to fiddle with the faucet and turned the water on a gentle steaming one. â??Ashen, please be on your best behavior for my parents. Theyâ?¦ weâ??re pacifists, and we usually only summonâ?¦â? non-demonic summons, that was for sure.
 
"Yes....being mortal is bad....that's specifically why this collar was made you know...to render me helpless like you humans...no offense..." he said with a sigh tugging on the collar. "Shit...c'mon Jean...showering takes far too long. I can't just poof stuff to happen?" he whined when the other totally disapproved of him using magic all together. His golden eyes curiously followed the other's hand wondering what he was about to do. When the collar reacted to Jean he sighed. "Don't get no ideas--" before he could finish his phrase his collar was tugged upon by Jean. "I knew putting this damned thing on was a bad idea..." he murmured to himself.

Reluctantly, the demon followed the other to the bathroom, which conveniently connected to his room. "Wait...borrow some of your clothes....if you haven't noticed I'm like ten times bigger than you Jean." he said with a laugh when the other decided to finally release his very short leash. Ashen crossed the bathroom and took a seat on the closed toilet seat with a sigh. "Best behavior? I really have no choice now do I?" the male replied with a shrug of his shoulders.

He tugged at his own collar a bit more praying by some weird coincidence that it would fall off, and poof away. "Well I'm sure they'll be able to spot that I'm a demon from a mile away Jean..." he said with a sigh. "If you let me use a small tidbit of my magic I can make myself appear more angelic...save a lot of questions I can feel your parents will be asking about me." he said with a smile, as he continued to toy with the collar, wishing for it to fall off....
 
The collar had no intentions of â??falling offâ?? though, as Jean didnâ??t will it to do so. Even though he wasnâ??t the one who made the thing, the magic that bound it to him and onto Ashen was firmly in place. â??Come here, weâ??ll wash together.â? he instructed, holding out his palm and watched as the leash seemed to find a pull on it, despite it not being in his hand. It yanked and pulled at Ashen until the demon was in range towards him and the master had the leash once more. With that, he gently pulled them under the spray of water and closed the glass door.

â??And I know that, but I want them to see you as you. Justâ?¦â? not his crazy, blood thirsty, demonic version. â??Just be good, for me?â? Jean gave a shy smile, the water washing along their body to rid them of the drying semen. The crusted blood on his neck was washed away, as little streams of water mingled with dry blood and eased it away. There were still the bite mark, but he was going to find a turtle neck for this. â??My clothes might be a bit smaller, but we can find something for you to ware. If not, you can dress up in skirts and a blouse; my sisterâ??s old clothes are stored in my closet.â? he teased, only half joking, as they were in his closet and she had been a rather tall and large person for her gender.

Picking up the soap, he began to rub himself down, expecting that Ashen knew how to bathe himself. â??We also need to change the sheets later. You kind ofâ?¦ well, you leaked onto my bed after I pulled out.â? he shrugged, feeling shy about their act together, despite the fact that he was the one to start such a mess. Briefly, he had to wonder how Ashen was feeling, and if he was sore. Just thinking that the demon might be in a bit of discomfort made him ashamed that he had taken advantage of his summon, but then again, self preservation came kicking in. If it wasnâ??t Ashen, then he would have had to bend over and get fucked by that notably largerâ?¦ male anatomy.
 
Fuck... he found out how to control the collar. "You know... you're killing me kid..." he said as his colar pretty much pulled him from his spot and over to the shower. Stepping under the spray of the water, he let out a soft sigh as the water washed away his dried up love juice. His large frame rested gently up against the glass door after Jean shut it. "You know my real personality isn't all that pleasant..." he said with a laugh and a shrug of his shoulder. "But I'll try I guess....don't want to scare your parents into a coma or anything...." he said with a laugh.

"Your sister's clothes..." he shrugged. "Well it wouldn't be the first time someone wanted to see me in chick clothes. However, I don't think it would be appropriate for your parents to see me like that..." he said as he ran his fingers through his dark hair. "You know you wouldn't have to worry about all that mess if you'd just let me poof it all clean. Takes only bout' a second versus an hour of scrubbing...." he replied as he stepped back under the spray of the shower. He reached onto one of the shower's shelves and picked up a bottle. Flipping the cap he squirted the substance into the palm of his hand. He laughed. "Hey...your bottle just came..." he said with a laugh as he put the bottle back. The soap smelt like coconuts.

"Seriously who makes soap white then have it squirt out of something..." he said with another chuckle as he began to lather himself with the coconut scented bathing soap. Once he got his torso finished he sighed. "Gosh this is too tedious..." he murmured as he let the spray of the water wash over his body. "So what are your parents like?" he asked the other. "Are they a lot like you?" he added with a raise of his brow.
 
He watched as the demon seemed to know what he was doing, but at a pace that eluded doing too much. With Ashenâ??s vocal complaints about washing up, he just rolled his eyes and decided that this was the best course of action. If the demon was going to be in moral realm, then he should learn to do things like the morals. Mainly because Jean had more friends that were non-magical based; they wouldnâ??t understand if they saw what Ashen could do.

â??Theyâ??reâ?¦ well, I guess Iâ??m more like then, technically. My parents have always been rather kind, but my mom has a mean streak in her, I swear. Probably the only thing that didnâ??t leech onto my childhood.â? he conversed, despite the fact that he had nearly cornered his summon into bottoming for him, and now was dragging the demon wherever he wanted through the collar. Once washed, he dipped his head under the spray to rinse out the shampoo.

Water flung in different directions, as he shook his head like some dog. â??And you know what, you can wear my sisterâ??s clothes. Itâ??d be funny to see my dadâ??s reaction.â? his laughter, of course, was nothing of the evil sort. At least, heâ??d deny it. Suddenly, he wanted to know how far he could get Ashen to do things for him, or because he said so. It was like a game in his head, and as he allowed his fingertips to map out the firm abdomen before him, he pictured his sisterâ??s skirts over the masculine waist. That, of course, did not give him a jolt of lust in his mind. â??What do you think? Up for some cross-dressing?â?
 
"A mean streak ne? That explains your weird change in persona at the moment..." he said with a laugh. Once he deemed himself finished with washing, he lay rest up against the glass door as if he just finished a hard day's work. Ashen looked away instinctively when the boy shook his head. The thought of saying, "and did you get that behavior from your father?" came to mind but he decided not to say it. Insulting someone's parents wasn't what he did....Well unless they pissed him off somehow.

Ashen grinned as he watched Jean's fingertips move along his abs. "I can? Hmmm I do wonder how your father would act as well..." he said with a laugh. He moved closer to Jean pulling him into a warm embrace under the spray. "So what kind of reward will I get later for dressing up for you??" he asked with a sly grin before pressing a small kiss to the male's forehead. "You should let me use my magic a bit...."

Yes he was at it again.... He was just curious on how long the other would try to deprive him of his magic. He was like a drug addict with it. He needed his magic to function properly. He wasn't into manual labor, and as Jean noticed he was even annoyed washing himself. "How short are the skirts? I want my pretty legs to show..." he joked with laugh.
 
Jean allowed a small chuckle to leave his lips as they conversed under the spray of the warm water. For a few moments, he just allowed the gentle spray to ease their muscles from earlier activities, as he leaned in closer to the demon. Hopefully, his lover now, rather than just a mere summon that needed to be sent back. â??Maybe. Youâ??re rather cute like this, helpless without your magic.â? he teased, knowing that even without magic, Ashen was anything but helpless. He even ignored the comment about his persona, as he knew he sometimes flared in mean streaks like his mother did. But overall, he only became like this to put his summon in his placeâ??and nothing was more erotic than Ashen below him.

His lips remained in a grin, as he leaned up and gave Ashen a small kiss on the lips. It was still strange to feel dominating when the said person he was dominating was physically stronger and taller than he was. â??Iâ??ll even do a bit more research on how to top better andâ?¦ er, not that I donâ??t know how to already.â? he quickly finished, slightly embarrassed at revealing that he had to go online and do something simple as search engine things to do in bed.

Shifting his weight from one foot to another, he turned around and turned off the water. The steam seemed to surround them, so he opened the door and made sure to grasp onto the leash as if the demon was going to fall backwards if he didnâ??t. â??Youâ??re ratherâ?¦ ready and willing to cross-dress at my word, Ashen. What about something like crawling while I tug you along? Introduce you as my dog instead of my summon?â? Jean teased, knowing that this â??dogâ?? was liable to bite someoneâ??s neck off and snap every bone in a personâ??s body if given the chance. Without worrying that they were dripping water on the tiles, he tugged on the leash to get Ashen out of the showering stall; as if he couldnâ??t do it on his own. But it was just another way to test his boundaries.
 
Besides snapping someone like a twig, the demon was pretty much helpless without his magic. He grew quickly irritated and tired with doing even the slightest of work. He was so spoiled by his magic, something as simple as making a bowl of cereal, or moving from a comfortable spot to answer a phone across a room would seem to be a long and tedious task for the demon. If his parents weren't so strict on him about academic studies he most likely wouldn't even know how to write or read. He was such a lazy demon... It was really rather surprising he was as toned as he was. Most people who did absolutely no work like Ashen would be seriously obese.... But then again one could consider his many battles and even wars his work.

"Cute helpless? Hm, well you should let me show you how I look when I'm not..." Ashen commented, implying that he was way sexier as a dom. Ashen simply shrugged off whatever the other was saying about the internet. Quite frankly he didn't even know what that was... He just assumed the other was referring to the library... The names of places and stuff was always changing through the centuries. He wouldn't be surprised.

"Crawling while you tug me?" the demon questioned as he was pulled out of the shower. "I dunno..." he said with a shrug of his shoulders. "I mean...what are you going to do for me that's so spectacular that I'm going to allow you to show me off to your parents like some prized dog at a show?" Ashen asked as he took both his hands and brought them to his forehead. Slowly he combed through his dark locks, slicking his hair back. "I'm not gonna let you degrade me for nothing now. Services like this come at a high price..." he said with a smirk.
 
Brushing off the blunt suggestion of allowing Ashen to topple him, Jean moved over towards the drawers and closet after heâ??d dry himself. The towel rested along his shoulders, as he shuffled through things for himself to wear. Boxers, sleeping sweats and a tee-shirt finished him off, before he moved towards the closet to fish through his sisterâ??s old clothes. She wasnâ??t going to notice or miss them, as she didnâ??t live with them any longer. â??Here, wear these.â? he called over his shoulder, throwing a pair of panties, a soft sleeping blouse, and a cute sleeping skirt/slit. It used to be skortsâ??shorts mashed with a skirtâ??but during some time between bought and used, it got changed after a few tears.

Turning around, he grinned at Ashen, eyeing the cute skirt that would probably draw no lower than mid-thigh. Dressing up someone in girl clothes made him mentally chuckle, and even though he knew it was a bit mean, Jean found it was cute how the demon gave into his random demands. Instead of turning away to allow the other male to dress, he sat on the bed and watched with rapid attention.

â??Jean, are you coming down?â? his motherâ??s voice called out from downstairs, checking on him as it had been quite some time.

â??In a momentâ??Iâ??m dressing!â? he called back, eyes fixated on the demonâ??s form. Like a little school boy waiting for the girl to lift her skirt up for him to see, he squirmed on the bed. â??Whatâ?¦ do you want from me, anyways? A fair trade is a fair trade, I suppose.â? the blonde agreed to the terms from before, feeling bad if he didnâ??t give something in return.
 
Ashen watched as the other tossed cutesy things his way. He caught the items looking them over with a nonchalant shrug of his shoulders. He'd worn worst stuff in the past. He sighs softly, not answering the other's question as he slips on the silken like panties. "Gonna be hard to hide an erection with this on." the male comments as he fixes his flaccid member, making sure it fit into the panties comfortably. Then placed the shirt of his left shoulder before stepping into the skirt and puling it up his caramel thighs. It took him a couple seconds to get it passed his thighs, once he did though he snapped the button closed effortlessly....surprisingly. He then pulled the shirt over his head, bringing his dark bangs over his eyes. Once he was finished adjusting his female attire, his golden eyes then lay rest on Jean. "Hmmm... what do I want?" Ashen thought running his fingers through damp bangs pulling back his hair. "Right now, we should focus on introducing me to your parents.... I'll tell you my decision later." he said to the teen, finding it somewhat hard to think of anything at the moment. What he wanted, would be determined by how he felt when the boy's parents first laid eyes on him, and how they would react to him in general. "Now, any things I definitely should and should not do while in the presence of you mother and father?" the male asks as he begins to toy with the collar around his neck.
 
Jean paused in thought as he rubbed his suddenly warm palm over the back of his neck. His mind was half stalling at the idea of introducing his summon in such attire. Sure it had been his idea, but he had almost expected for the demon to refuse his suggestion and lash back with a quick retort. But it was a bit late to go back on his words now, so instead, he rolled his shoulders and held out his hand. The mere thought of tugging on a leash should be enough for the magic to drag Ashen closer, but he took a step closer of his own violation. â??Just behave and be polite.â? he stated, leaning up to give Ashen a gentle kiss on the cheek.

Once he was physically and mentally prepared as well, he swallowed at the slightly erotic sight of the other male in a skirt, before releasing the â??leashâ?? and headed downstairs. â??Mom, dad?â? he called out, peeking around the stairwell corner towards the living room.

Two people sat there, half flipping through books as if researching things. Well, one was a book, while another was a report. â??So I heard you were able to summon something today! Well, where is the angel?â? his father asked, a proud smile stretching his lips, as well as on his wifeâ??s lips.

Jeanâ??s mother stood up and turned to face her son, holding up the report. â??We should really teach you how to help your summon control his or her magicâ??your report shows so much damage done!â?
 
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