[DD] Pedophilia, PG, Humor/Romance, KAR4
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08.12.2005
This is in no way supported by canon but one of my favorite pairings nonetheless. We’re pretending here that Raenef IV has been reincarnated as a demon, though Raenef V retains the demon lord title and Eclipse. And, remember, Krayon is one of the five eldest demon lords.
18. pedophilia; KAR4, demon diary, pg
“How old are you again today?” asked Krayon, brushing away the sylphs he’d commanded to comb out his lover’s long black hair. He slid his fingers through silky black locks and glanced at the mirror.
Raenef IV scowled. “Twenty,” he said, catching Krayon’s golden gaze in the mirror.
Krayon cringed. “Damn, mate. That’s younger than before,” he commented, dismayed. Lowering his head to rest on top of Raenef’s, he wrapped his arms around the newly reincarnated demon. “So young,” he mourned. “And I was feeling old when you were five-hundred-thirty-one.”
“It happens in reincarnation, you know,” Raenef said wryly. “I can’t exactly be five-hundred-thirty-one when I’m reborn.” He shrugged and turned around, catching Krayon with a surprise kiss. “Am I too young for you now, Demon Lord of Egae?” he teased, raising an eyebrow. “Feeling a bit like an old man now?”
Krayon pouted at him, his stars winking indignantly. “I’m not old, Raenef, only far more experienced than you’ll ever be.” He tossed his hair in a lofty manner. “You’re sadly lacking in some areas, you know. Of sexual creativity,” he added, a faintly condescending expression on his face as he tweaked a curl into place.
Raenef gave him a cool glance. “You think so?”
“Allow me to teach you,” purred Krayon, eyes slitting as he pulled his lover close. “It’s the duty of the elder demon lords, after all, to keep their legacies alive.” He slipped a hand under Raenef’s voluminous robes.
A pale, slender hand caught and stilled his. “I think not,” Raenef informed him, voice as chilly as his green eyes. He dipped his head slightly as he noticed the surprised, faintly hurt look Krayon now sported. A slow smile began to form. “As you’re so concerned with my youth,” he said mildly, turning away to glance back in the mirror, “shouldn’t you wait until I’m of age?” This, for demons, was one hundred years.
Krayon looked appalled at the thought. “Do you think I’d wait for you for eight decades?” he demanded.
“Wouldn’t you?”
Krayon huffed and drew away, standing and crossing his arms. “You’re certainly not the only demon who would enjoy a night in the Lord of Egae’s bed.” He scowled, glaring at his lover. “Don’t tease me like that,” he commanded. “It’s not fitting of a proper demon.”
“Who says I’m teasing?” Raenef purred, lids lowering.
“Since when have you,” asked Krayon, bending suddenly to place his face beside Raenef’s as they looked into the mirror, “been so concerned about things like ‘coming of age’?” He ran long fingers through Raenef’s hair, sulky expression replaced with a speculative one. “Demons have never been bound by laws and scruples such as those.”
Raenef thought for a moment, a smile twitching the corner of his mouth. “True,” he agreed at last, and kissed Krayon. “So, you’ll teach me all of your great sexual knowledge, my lord?”
Krayon nipped at his bottom lip. “Why do you try to make things so difficult, mate? Of course I will.” He teleported them directly to his bedchamber.
Raenef was laughing even as Krayon was divesting them of their clothes. “Oh but then it wouldn’t be nearly as much fun.”
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Pointless snark, yes. They would.
08.12.2005
This is in no way supported by canon but one of my favorite pairings nonetheless. We’re pretending here that Raenef IV has been reincarnated as a demon, though Raenef V retains the demon lord title and Eclipse. And, remember, Krayon is one of the five eldest demon lords.
18. pedophilia; KAR4, demon diary, pg
“How old are you again today?” asked Krayon, brushing away the sylphs he’d commanded to comb out his lover’s long black hair. He slid his fingers through silky black locks and glanced at the mirror.
Raenef IV scowled. “Twenty,” he said, catching Krayon’s golden gaze in the mirror.
Krayon cringed. “Damn, mate. That’s younger than before,” he commented, dismayed. Lowering his head to rest on top of Raenef’s, he wrapped his arms around the newly reincarnated demon. “So young,” he mourned. “And I was feeling old when you were five-hundred-thirty-one.”
“It happens in reincarnation, you know,” Raenef said wryly. “I can’t exactly be five-hundred-thirty-one when I’m reborn.” He shrugged and turned around, catching Krayon with a surprise kiss. “Am I too young for you now, Demon Lord of Egae?” he teased, raising an eyebrow. “Feeling a bit like an old man now?”
Krayon pouted at him, his stars winking indignantly. “I’m not old, Raenef, only far more experienced than you’ll ever be.” He tossed his hair in a lofty manner. “You’re sadly lacking in some areas, you know. Of sexual creativity,” he added, a faintly condescending expression on his face as he tweaked a curl into place.
Raenef gave him a cool glance. “You think so?”
“Allow me to teach you,” purred Krayon, eyes slitting as he pulled his lover close. “It’s the duty of the elder demon lords, after all, to keep their legacies alive.” He slipped a hand under Raenef’s voluminous robes.
A pale, slender hand caught and stilled his. “I think not,” Raenef informed him, voice as chilly as his green eyes. He dipped his head slightly as he noticed the surprised, faintly hurt look Krayon now sported. A slow smile began to form. “As you’re so concerned with my youth,” he said mildly, turning away to glance back in the mirror, “shouldn’t you wait until I’m of age?” This, for demons, was one hundred years.
Krayon looked appalled at the thought. “Do you think I’d wait for you for eight decades?” he demanded.
“Wouldn’t you?”
Krayon huffed and drew away, standing and crossing his arms. “You’re certainly not the only demon who would enjoy a night in the Lord of Egae’s bed.” He scowled, glaring at his lover. “Don’t tease me like that,” he commanded. “It’s not fitting of a proper demon.”
“Who says I’m teasing?” Raenef purred, lids lowering.
“Since when have you,” asked Krayon, bending suddenly to place his face beside Raenef’s as they looked into the mirror, “been so concerned about things like ‘coming of age’?” He ran long fingers through Raenef’s hair, sulky expression replaced with a speculative one. “Demons have never been bound by laws and scruples such as those.”
Raenef thought for a moment, a smile twitching the corner of his mouth. “True,” he agreed at last, and kissed Krayon. “So, you’ll teach me all of your great sexual knowledge, my lord?”
Krayon nipped at his bottom lip. “Why do you try to make things so difficult, mate? Of course I will.” He teleported them directly to his bedchamber.
Raenef was laughing even as Krayon was divesting them of their clothes. “Oh but then it wouldn’t be nearly as much fun.”
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Pointless snark, yes. They would.
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