He smirked, "Oh really?" He asked as he kissed her, "Then what magical trick shall I preform to show that I am in fact a good demon?"
Started As A Quite Friday Night (PAFP B x whomever) I Don't Really Think We Should Fight This
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"Magical trick huh? Anything would do.." Taylor said with a smile
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He nodded, "Alright, but first, as any demon would, I have to preform in a much more natural form." Of course, this only meant for him to form the stereotypical claws, horns, teeth and spaded tail. His skin did become more scaly, but it mostly stayed the same.
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"Whoa.." She murmured, poking at his horns. "If I didn't know you, you'd be pretty scary..." She teased
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He laughed softly, "I'm glad you know me then." He said as he made the bowl levitate, and moved it over to where the stove was, and started pouring it without touch it. "I have a verity of abilities, but most of them run back to a rather bloody route, so I tend not to use them." He explained.
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"Cool! That is almost cooler than being a Were.. Almost." She teased and kissed his cheek before smiling. "I'm glad you're a good guy.."
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He laughed, his tail swaying in content. "Hey, you aren't to shabby yourself." He said with a cheeky grin at the kiss on the cheek.
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She smiled and said, "I know; I'm fabulous." She laughed playfully
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He chuckled, "That and more." He said teasingly, as he walked over and flipped the pancakes.
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She laughed and hugged him from behind. "You're just as great as me too."
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"You are oh so kind." He purred, taking one of her hands and placing a kiss on it.
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She blushed but smiled. "Says the man making some pancakes for breakfast for me." She laughed
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"Hey now you did help out." He purred, as he rubbed her hand, careful not to scratch her since he was still in what was considered his natural form.
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"Still, you're the one making them. Thank you!" She laughed smiling
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He chuckled, "Of course! I enjoy it."
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"I just hope you don't mess up the pancakes too bad... I heard college guys can't cook to well." Taylor teased
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He laughed, "oh come on now!" He put another on before turning around to face her, and bopped her nose with his own, "No need to be so rude."
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"It's a known fact! A fact isn't rude, just right!" She protested with a playful grin
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"Oh really?" He asked in a playful yet firm matter, his hands resting on her sides.
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"Yep! But I'll give you one chance to prove me wrong with the pancakes." She laughed with a grin