by Amber Lynn
“Hmm. We will have to see about that. Tootles,” he says vanishing with the new smoke effect he has been trying out.
“I don’t think I will ever get used to that thing,” Sebastian says speaking for the first time since Demon Boy’s arrival.
“I still pray we will never have to,” I say in total agreement. “Well, I guess we better get back on with our lives now that we are bound tightly.”
“Are you sure we have to go so soon?” Sebastian asks rolling me over so I am on my back and he is above me. He leans down and starts another battle with our tongues.
I guess there isn’t anything too pressing I need to get to. After all, we have already done it once, if anyone asks, we can just say the second time was part of the ritual.
THE END
