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The warm summer sun slowly illuminated the room, a faint morning breeze cooling down the night's heat.

The sunlit windowsill.

The fluttering sheer lace curtains.

The stained-glass window.

Jacob slowly opened his eyes, squinting, as the light hit him directly in the face.

"Levi…," Jacob mumbled, thick with sleep, feeling around the sheets.

After a couple of minutes of looking around and finding nothing, he sat up, letting the white sheets pool around his bare waist.

Small beads of sweat slid down his chest.

He looked up, finally used to the harsh morning light, and saw him sitting on the windowsill.

Knees drawn to his chest, arms wrapped tightly around his legs.

His long purple hair spilling down his back.

His head tucked down.

"Morning," Leviathan chuckled softly, painfully so.

His cat-like purple-furred tail swaying slowly.

Jacob gripped the sheets. A breath caught in his throat.

"Oh? Something the matter, Jay?" Leviathan teased softly. A knowing smile on his lips.

Jacob's eyes dropped.

Purple lace hugging his legs.

Too tight. Too sheer.

Delicate little bows at the tight edge.

Soft flesh pressed over the seam.

And nothing else.

Jacob gulped. His Adam's apple moving up and down.

Once.

"N-no…,"

Twice.

"Here I thought a cat got your tongue…," Leviathan said softly. His cat-like purple-furred ears twitched.

"J-just groggy…," Jacob muttered, looking slightly down.

He clumsily grabbed the pillow next to him, hugging it tight, pressing it against his lap, against the heat and blood pooling heavily beneath the white sheets.

His skin warm, too warm, the sun hitting his chest, damp with a sheen of sweat making his skin gleam.

"Oh?" Leviathan teased.

Jacob's fingers found the crumpled sheets beside his thighs and curled tight. His knuckles white.

He kept his eyes down, making his dark bangs fall forward, veiling the edges of his vision like a curtain.

Seeing only the hugged pillow, his own white-knuckled grip, and the faint shape resting on his lap.

A floorboard creaked.

Jacob's grip tightened.

Another. Closer.

The pillow discarded, useless now.

Jacob felt a dip on the bottom of the bed, Leviathan climbing slowly.

Through his bangs, Jacob caught glimpses of the demon's chest, his thighs, the flex of his arms. Skin slick and gleaming.

Sweat rolling down their backs.

"Ja~ay…" A playful lilt in his voice as he climbed into the bed. Crawling closer, his tail swaying behind him, brushing against Jacob's calves.

One knee slid between Jacob's thighs, parting them further. The sheets bunched and slipped, rolling down Jacob's skin to the floor, baring his skin.

Leviathan's thigh pressed up, playfully, teasing, brushing against him.

That purple lace was impossibly soft, sheer, barely there. Delicate fabric that could melt against his overheated skin, the tiny bows catching slightly, teasingly.

And beneath, that solid burning heat.

Damp with sweat, warm from staying under the sun, and when it dragged upwards…

Slow.

Teasing.

Deliberate.

Jacob could feel every inch of it, the muscle, the slickness, the barely there restraint.

His hips jerked forward before he could think.

A whimper trapped in his throat.

"Mm?" Leviathan purred, his tail teasing Jacob's legs. "Found it."

Jacob shut his eyes tightly.

"Fuck."

A soft chuckle above him. Leviathan leaned closer, his warm breath against Jacob's jaw, shifting his weight, one hand grabbing Jacob's hip.

His thumb rubbing the human's warm skin.

Jacob opened his eyes, just a slit, through his lashes.

Leviathan's mouth was slightly open, and inside, those fangs. Sharp. Delicate.

A predator's smile.

His lips found the curve of Jacob's neck, that tender spot where shoulder meets throat, and pressed a kiss there. Slow. Wet. Open-mouthed. Searching. The barest drag of fang against skin.

And then the ears twitched. Brushing against Jacob's chin. His bottom lip. Like a living thing pressed close.

Jacob's hand found the demon's shoulder, holding to it.

The other slid down the sweaty back, the curve of his ass, until it met the lace on his thigh. His fingers dipped under, grabbing at the warm skin directly.

Leviathan shuddered, stopping momentarily, and continued, mouth working against the wet skin.

Jacob's hips pressed up. Helpless. Meeting that hard warmth with his own.

"Oh? Greedy exorcist…" Leviathan pulled back just enough, his lips still grazing Jacob's neck. "Fighting back?" he teased, his breath warm on Jacob's tender skin.

"So?" Jacob fought back as he pulled Leviathan closer.

Their chests pressed tightly together.

"You are a mess too, Levi," Jacob teased as he jerked his hips against Leviathan's.

Leviathan whimpered softly against Jacob's neck as their hard lengths pressed together.

"Say it again," Jacob murmured, his hand tightening on Leviathan's thigh.

"Greedy… exorcist…" Leviathan breathed out as their hips moved together, slow, wet, grinding.

"That's it," Jacob praised softly, his hand gliding from Leviathan's thigh up his back, feeling the sweat-slicked skin. "Good boy."

Leviathan moaned softly against Jacob's shoulder, his hips moving slightly faster.

"Such a good boy for me…" Jacob breathed out as he stroked the spot between Leviathan's ears.

"Not your… d-damn pet…" Leviathan moaned out as his hand went to hold their shafts together.

"That so…?" Jacob teased but didn't stop the demon. Instead, he covered Leviathan's hand with his own, guiding it, going faster.

Leviathan whimpered softly, his ears dropping slightly, as he bit into Jacob's shoulder, drawing small beads of blood, making Jacob gasp.

His hips jerking forward, his hand tightening over Leviathan's.

"Better, right?" Jacob moaned out, barely holding himself together.

"Please, Jay…" Leviathan cried out softly, moving his hand faster.

Jacob gulped.

Once.

"Look at me," he breathed.

Leviathan lifted his head from Jacob's shoulder.

Teary eyes.

Drooping ears.

Parted lips.

Blood in his fangs.

Twice.

His breath caught.

Their hips bucked. A ragged moan tore from his throat, his hand crushing Leviathan's as they came.

Leviathan whimpered, pressing their bodies closer.

Jacob pulled him into a kiss.

Wet.

Warm.

Metallic.