Boring, Bothersome Brother:I was planning on heading down this morning to check, but Grams popped in and I couldn’t. So Gabe, is it taken care of?”
“Would you like me to answer?” Az asked.
Gabe sighed then said, “Yeah, I guess you might as well.”
Az smirked as he typed a reply in the group thread.
Gabe:The very hot demon is still here, although he does not make lists. And when did the sexy, sage sister get ahold of the phone to change contact names?
Gabe groaned as Az read what he was typing out loud. “Oh my god, they are totally going to know that isn’t me replying, and then we arebothgoing to be in for it.”
Gabe was pretending to bang his head against the steering wheel as they were stopped at a red light, but he was also smirking a bit, so Az knew he was amused. He understood the allure of crazy, chaotic families. They were annoying, but they were also fun.
The phone dinged in quick succession then, and Az chuckled as he looked at it and read it for Gabe.
Boring, Bothersome Brother:First of all, this is not Gabe. Is this the demon? What have you done with Gabe?
Boring, Bothersome Brother:Second of all, Ser, you are neither hot nor wise. Perhaps you meant those names to be attached to my contact?
Sexy, Sage Sister:Oh no, you are totally not hot and I refuse to think of you as such since you are MY BROTHER*vomit emoji*
Boring, Bothersome Brother:I love how you focus on that and not the fact that a DEMON HAS HIJACKED GABE’S PHONE.
Sexy, Sage Sister:Please. I’m sure he’s just driving home from work and doing the responsible thing and not texting and driving.
Boring, Bothersome Brother:Or he’s currently tied up somewhere while a sex demon has his way with him.
Sexy, Sage Sister:Ohhh, sign me up please*hand raised emoji*
Boring, Bothersome Brother:You are such a child.
Sexy, Sage Sister:You are such a jackass.
Az waited for another message, but the phone was silent. Gabe groaned again.
“You know what this means?” he complained as they pulled into the driveway. “This means that they are both probably on their way here right now. Or already in my apartment. I can’t face them. Maybe you could really tie me up somewhere instead?” Gabe turned the cutest puppy dog eyes on Az when he said that, and Az was very tempted to do just that.
He could picture Gabe in shibari, perhaps a lovely bright teal rope forming a work of art around his perfect body, his hard cock sticking out amongst the rope pattern that framed it…
Az opened his door and stepped out, trying to curb those lovely visuals popping into his head. Gabe was a temptation, and he had to focus on… something? Not Gabe’s tall, stocky, sexy form as he unfurled himself from the front seat and got out of the car. Certainly not on his round but tight ass as he walked in front of Az to go up to the front door. Definitely not on the sleeves of his dress shirt rolled up to expose those corded, slightly hairy, muscular forearms that flexed as he took out his key to unlock the door.
Yes. Definitely had to focus on something else.
Fuck.
Ornotfuck. Definitely not fucking. Definitely not getting his hands on Gabe’s dick again, or hearing the moaning sounds he made, or feeling his hot breath on Az’s arm and hearing his whimpers as he came.
Gabe turned around and looked at him. “You coming?” he asked, then he turned and stepped into the house.
“If only…” Az sighed under his breath, and then he followed behind Gabe, visibly shaking himself out. There were siblings to deal with. Then, hopefully, he could get back to exploring his lovely human’s sexuality. Perhaps once they figured it out, this fixation with Gabe would settle down.
Although Az felt oddly unsettled at the thought. He rather liked being fixated on Gabe. He might even be growing a little bit obsessed.
He cut that train of thought off right there, though. This was not the underworld. Gabe was not a misplaced soul like Adam had been. There would be no “keeping” him like Minos had done with Adam. Because Gabe was alive. He had a life. A family. A job. Az was only here to help Gabe out, and then he’d be back to the underworld, and Gabe would stay topside.
If Az suddenly felt a little despondent as he climbed the steps behind Gabe, he tried to ignore it. He was so morose he barely even appreciated the way the material of Gabe’s pants pulled against his ass as he walked up the steps.
This was not some afterlife fairy tale. This was the real world. With that thought, Az sighed and followed Gabe into his apartment.
