backyardbbq | Open smut post

[No, Night had it right from the start: Shiro was weird for a human.

Nineteen, barely a year out of exorcist school, and all too ready to prove himself, Shiro was unusually into his work. Not that he was excited about it, per say; Shiro was a bit on the lazy side and didn't really like putting in extra work when he didn't need to. But he was very adept at telling when he had to work and when he could slack off a bit, and he was very determined to make the moments of work count.

He was also a bit unusual in that he often used unorthodox ways of solving problems. Why fight a demon when you could just tell them off and get them to leave?

But for right now, Shiro was annoyed. He knew the Order worked on a budget, but couldn't they have at least gotten a room with two beds? They were going to be here for a few days, after all. Shiro could already picture the two of them fighting over who got the blankets.

Shiro takes over the top of the rather long dresser, laying out all of his various weapons there. Holding five meisters means carrying five different sets of equipment: his demon sword (knight); a shotgun, two handguns, and copious amounts of ammo for each (dragoon); a well-worn bible with several bookmarks sticking out of it (aria); a sturdy backpack full of well-padded bottles containing various powders and liquids, as well as the tools to prepare other things (doctor); and finally, a stack of seal papers with a rubber band around them (tamer).

By the time he had unloaded all of that, Shiro was a good twenty pounds lighter, if not more. He swung his arms around, glad to be free of the weight.]

Yeah. This hotel is old as balls, but at least it's close to where we're working. I won't have to carry all my crap every time we go out.

[The sword he could probably stand to leave behind. Night is a knight, so he can handle the up-close fighting. Shiro is definitely keeping his guns with him, but he doesn't have to carry all the extra ammo with him at all times. The summoning papers and bible are light, so he'll hang onto them just because, and the doctor's equipment can just sit around the hotel room until it's needed.]

[It amazes Night just how much Shiro could hide away on his person. So he's caught staring as he unloads everything and blinking when he finishes. Beyond his sword Night didn't have much else, aside from the standard equipment all exorcists needed during missions. Compared to him Night felt much less qualified.

It was easy to be in awe of someone like Shiro.

Night smiles.] It could be worse. We could be outside camping. [Which was fine by him, but maybe not for Shiro. He looks over to the bathroom door.]

Ah... I guess I'll take a shower first, unless you want to?

[Clearly Shiro is the squirrel of True Cross.

He makes a face at the camping comment, though.]

Ugh, no. I am so done with camping. Forever.

[And he'll wave Night off as he starts picking through his duffel bag to get a clean set of clothes. Night can shower first, Shiro has to take care of some things first.]

[The one and only.]

I'unno, I wouldn't mind it! Bein' outside with the fresh air, night sky over your head... I love it!

[He goes to pick through his bag to grab a few things before heading off to the bathroom.] Plus you could smoke an' I wouldn't have to deal with smellin' your shitty fumes.

[And with a chuckle he shuts the door behind him.]

[Whoops he's flipping Night off as Night goes into the bathroom.

Also by the time Night is done, Shiro has opened the window and is sitting on the ledge, smoking a cigarette.]

[He comes out with a towel over his hair and wearing loose clothing compared to earlier, his tail dragging along the floor behind him.

Instantly he makes a face at Shiro. Even with the windows open the smell still hits him like a truck.]

Your lungs will shrivel up if you keep that going.

Not for another forty years.

[He's still trying to get most of the smoke out the window, though. And he's not quite done yet so he'll talk to Night as he finishes up his cigarette.]

You know, I think you're one of the only demons I've seen who lets their tail hang out.

Tch...

[He sniffs and goes to sit down on the bed while rubbing his hair dry. The comment makes him look up, ears pink.]

O-Only when I'm alone! I don't let it out when I'm in public, that's just plain stupid. [His tail curls around an ankle.] 'sides it gets uncomfortable if I keep it hidden all the time.

I never got why you guys hide it anyway. Even Mephisto does. But demons who're more animal-like, they don't seem to care about it. So, why hide it in the first place?

[Why yes, he's asking personal questions. Shiro was always good at testing boundaries.]

Ah... [He looks down at the floor, the towel resting around his shoulders.] It's... a weak spot for us. Since it's connected to our spines it'd be really easy to hurt us if someone were to grab it and inflict a lot of damage. [the gist of it, anyways.

He picks up his tail, running the fur through his hand.] Those of us who are smart enough know better than to show off our weakness like that where others can see it.

So that must mean you trust me, to show it off like that.

[Yes, he sounds smug. He doubts that Night actually trusts him like that, but it still means that Night let his guard down and that Shiro is awesome. Somehow.]

[Shiro may be strange, but Night unfortunately easy to trust others. Especially humans. So yes, it is true he trusts Shiro.

He huffs.] Don't assume things like that. It's just comfortable for me.

Nah, assuming things would be thinking you're coming on to me by leaving your tail out.

[He says that with good humor. Then he snubs out his cigarette and tosses the butt out the window. He doesn't move from his perch quite yet, though, because he's trying to decide if he wants another smoke now or to take a shower first.]

[He sputters, cheeks splashed with red.] D-Don't joke like that!

Besides... [He falls back on the bed, tail still in hand.] I'm not that shallow.

[Shiro raises an eyebrow.]

You're not so shallow as to hit on me? Wow, so rude. I know we're both guys and all buy you don't have to be so harsh.

Sex has nothing to do with it. [Like he'd care about whether Shiro was a boy or girl.] You're too unpredictable and you flirt with anything that walks on two legs... Why would I bother flirting with someone like that?

I may be a demon, but I still have feelings. [Even if he does trust Shiro, he still feels very silly saying this.]

[His face falls when Night says that. Even though it's true, it still stings a little.

When he speaks again, he sounds annoyed.]

Yeah, well, whatever. I doubt you'd even know what to do if someone flirted with you, Mister Chaste Demon.

I'm gonna go shower now.

[And he grabs his clothes and heads off to the bathroom.]

[He's not your usual brand of silver-tongue devil. Sorry, Shiro.

Night opens his mouth to fire off a reply, but Shiro is already gone and whatever he was going to say died in his throat.

He pulls the towel over his face and lies there silently until Shiro emerges from his shower.]

[The funny thing is, Shiro has mostly forgotten about the argument by the time he's out of the shower. It wasn't a big deal to him, so he forgot it pretty quickly.

He's now wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt, and he tosses his dirty clothes into the corner before returning to drying his hair.]

What time do we gotta be at the site tomorrow?

Six A.M., I believe. [But Night hasn't forgotten.

He tugs the towel off and looks over at Shiro, lips pulled down into a small frown.]

... I'm sorry about earlier. I shouldn't have said that to you.

'sno big deal.

[Shiro just shrugs it off. Baring enough to be angry after the fact is more energy than he's willing to spend.]

Besides, I said mean stuff too. Mister Chaste Demon isn't a nice name.

[A dopey smile spreads across his face.] It isn't the worst thing I've been called. Besides, it has some truth to it... I mean I've never even kissed someone before, let alone do anything else. That's pretty strange for someone of my kind.

...You're fucking with me, right?

[Shiro finds that hard to believe. Demons were all about doing sinful things, and lust was right up there on that list of sins.]

Not even in the slightest. Since I decided to become an exorcist all I've had time for is studying. Who would I even consider... hanging out with even with the small free time I have?

[He looks away, cheeks pink again.] ... Besides, I have other things on my mind than that sort of stuff.

[Shiro actually stops and contemplates this for a moment. There is a demon here, and this demon is a virgin. How many humans are able to say that they took a demon's virginity? Hell, even bragging to Mephisto about it would be glorious. And Night is pretty enough, and Shiro has always made exceptions for demons.

Then again, Night is his co-worker. If they did end up doing it, they would have to face each other frequently, and Shiro has no idea if Night is the type to get attached or not. Not to mention the stern lectures they would get if they were caught, and how difficult it would be to share a room again...

Three seconds of thought is all that Shiro gives it. Then he moves over to stand right near where Night is on the bed.]

I think you'd change your mind about that if you tried it once. Want to?

:3c

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