Mew couldn’t help but grin as he spied the other book-keeper out of the corner of his eye. Nico had a frown on his adorable face as he watched the flirting spectacle, though he had yet to make any sort of move to stop it. Was it because he had finally begun to drift away? No… That wasn’t it. He simply didn’t want the others to start questioning if he was once in a relationship with Hell’s book-keeper. But Mew noticed it; the way Nico would fidget when the older boy began flirting with others or how the angel would give him a glance if he thought the demon wasn’t paying attention. Mew, however, knew he was always on the other’s mind even if Nico would never admit it out loud. It hurt the angel to watch Mew give attention to someone else.

It was later that night when the demon finally managed to lure Nico into being alone together. “I only want to talk to you,” He easily lied through his teeth as he pulled the younger boy into the hotel room, a fake smile on his face. “We haven’t been able to get any time alone to just hang out together, right?” Mew could tell Nico was nervous about the idea by how tense his hand was, but he didn’t protest. He simply allowed himself to be dragged inside the room, into the clutches of the demon.

“What is this really about, Mew?” Nico asked after a few minutes, having taken a seat on the bed while he stared at the blonde’s back. Mew smirked, still staring out the window he stood in front of. Did he really need to ask? It should have been obvious. He wanted his partner away from that half-human. The one with golden hair and eyes which were identical to his father, Hohenheim.

Ever since he found out that Nico had decided to have a relationship with that half-human, Mew could barely contain his fury. Nico was his. He belonged to him and that was something that would never change if Mew had anything to say about it.

Their relationship had never developed far before Nico left him. The younger boy was always too shy or scared to take their bond to the next level. He was afraid he would fall out of God’s favor. Did it really matter that much? Either way, he had ended the relationship, leaving Mew unsatisfied with how everything had turned out. But now the demon was going to have Nico come back to him, offering all of himself to his demonic counterpart.

“Mew?” The brunette asked, more tentative than before. The demon turned around to face him, the false smile returning to as he walked the short distance to join the other on the bed.

They simply stared at each other during the passing minutes, a smile meeting a look of uncertainty. Nico attempted to speak to him again but was silenced when Mew reached over and tenderly stroked his cheek. A faint blush quickly made its way to the angel’s face as he averted his eye, apparently finding the sheets on the bed very interesting. Unfortunately for Nico, by doing such he didn’t notice that Mew’s other hand had been placed on his shoulder to push the brunette down onto the bed.

Nico gasped once his back hit the mattress, looking up at Mew as the older boy leaned over him, hands on either side of the angel’s head. The blonde leered, his face inching closer to Nico’s blushing one. However, he stopped when he felt the angelic book-keeper’s hands placed against his chest. They made no movement to push Mew away but they trembled slightly with the rest of the angel’s body. Was it out of fear? Anticipation? Perhaps a little of both?

Mew slowly leaned closer, so to not startle Nico and cause the angel to push him away. “How long…?” The demon whispered, sensing the brunette trying to suppress a shiver when he felt Mew’s warm breath on his ear, “How long has it been since we were like this?” He didn’t get a reply, but he was expecting one to begin with. Instead, the older boy took a quick nip at the other’s earlobe, earning him a gasp as well as a shudder from the body beneath him.

Allowing the chest to rest on top of Nico’s, Mew planted small kisses along the brunette’s jaw line until the were face-to-face once more. Wine-colored eyes stared down into olive ones, noticing the more distinctive blush on the angel’s cheeks. Mew could tell the other was trying to look away, but he kept his gaze steady and easily made it impossible for Nico to look away.

“My innocent angel…” Mew’s voice was soft, laced with the power of hypnotism that every demon possessed. “Do you know why I brought you here?” Nico slightly shook his head, his eyes starting to become glazed as the demon’s power started to overtake him. “I simply want you to know that you are mine.”

“I am… yours?” Nico inquired quietly, his eyes losing almost all of their focus as his hands gently gripped the edges of the blonde’s open black jacket.

A smirk crossed Mew’s lips, “Yes, my angel. You belong to me.” Before the brunette could reply, Mew quickly moved forward to capture his lips in a kiss.

It was only because of the hypnosis that Nico responded to the act, but that detail didn’t stop the demon from slipping a hand behind the other’s head and pulling him deeper into the kiss. The angel’s glassy eyes snapped open as Mew slid his tongue across Nico’s lower lip, quickly slipping it inside the brunette’s mouth. The surprise of the angel quickly turned to pleasure, the younger boy giving a soft moan as Mew’s experienced tongue explored every part of Nico’s mouth.

The demon broke the kiss, both of them in need of air. Nico still had a gentle blush over his cheeks but his olive eyes were slowly beginning to focus more. The book-keeper frowned slightly; his angelic counterpart was regaining control faster than he expected. His time was limited. But why ruin the moment thinking about that sort of thing?

With a grin, Mew leaned in the trail light kisses across Nico’s exposed neck. The younger boy closed his eyes and mewled slightly; his grasp on Mew’s coat tightened as he tilted his head back, giving the demon better access. Mew smirked against the skin, there was no use denying his angel the pleasure while he was still willing.  

Varying between kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin, Mew made his way down toward Nico’s neckline. It was time to reclaim what was rightfully his. He pushed aside the white coat so that it partially hung over the angel’s shoulder and languidly slid his tongue over the newly uncovered skin. Nico shuddered at the motion and gave a soft moan, causing the demon to chuckle. Now it was time for the fun part.

Baring his sharp canines Mew inclined his head, his teeth grazing the unmarred skin before--

He was suddenly pushed away. Having been caught off-guard Mew was forced to roll off of the pinned angel and onto the mattress beside him. “Dammit… Almost had him…” He muttered to himself, frowning as he sat up.

Nico, having regained control, pulled his coat back into its proper position of covering his shoulder. He kept his gaze downward, his eyes partly shadowed by his bangs. “If I knew that was what you wanted me here for,” The angel spoke softly, the blush still present, “I would have stayed away.”

Standing in a huff, the younger boy turned to head for the door, but was stopped when a hand grabbed his wrist. Mew stood, making sure not to lose his hold as he moved closer. Nico still kept his downward gaze; he was probably scared that he would be hypnotized again by the demon. Not that Mew could blame him for thinking that way.

With his free hand, Mew took hold of his counterpart’s chin and brought it up to force Nico to meet his gaze. He could easily see the fear in those olive eyes before the averted away from his wine-colored ones. So his angel was now afraid of him? The demon smirked as a single thought appeared: We’ll just see about that.

Giving the other’s wrist a fierce tug, Nico was pulled forward so he was pressed against Mew’s slightly taller form. An arm around the angel’s waist kept him in place as his demonic counterpart leaned in, kissing him roughly. The younger boy was gripping Mew’s coat once again, a small whimper escaping his lips when the blonde place a hand behind Nico’s head to deepen the kiss.

Once they broke for air, Mew moved his head to the side, resting his cheek against Nico’s. His angel was trembling. “Don’t stop now.” He whispered with his wine-colored eyes half-closed and his voice lustful. “Not when we were just beginning…”

For a fleeting moment, Nico didn’t react. But then he pushed away from Mew, breaking the other’s hold on him. He said no words, but the demon could see him trembling more as those olive eyes held back tears. Without another glance, Nico quickly left the room. And once again, Mew was forced to watch the sight of his angel leaving him.