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Gon rolled his eyes "hey babe, i have a present for you for tomorrow because i think i. Getting deunk tonight, ill need you to pick me up in about say thirty minutes, pink rhino" he said.
Salem awoke the next morning, his head pounding. He groaned and sat up, looking around and trying to remember what exactly had happened. He remembered getting super drunk with Gon until Max arrived to take him home, then he decided to get friendly with one of the customers. He was a good looking guy with dark hair. Tall, just how he liked them.
Salem glanced over and sure enough, the guy was still there, asleep beside him. He rubbed his eyes, confused. Things were still a little fuzzy. He remembered coming home and in a flurry, clothes had been removed. Their foreplay had lasted a long time, especially since they were both drunk and horny.
But he felt a little different than usual. There was a twinge in his lower back and hips that didn't usually happen. He blinked as flashes of their nighttime romp came to mind. The guy, over top of him, and a bit of struggling. Protests.
With an angry shout, Salem kicked at the guy to wake him up, "Get your stupid a*s up! You completely ignored what I said! I don't bottom!"
The man grumbled and sat up, opening striking violet eyes, "You seemed fine with it last night. You moaned like a little wh*re all night. Who's Mark, anyways? Boyfriend? Ex?"
Salem jumped out of bed and huffed, "What you did could be considered rape! I said no! Get out of my house!"
"You're at my place, actually," the Raven haired beauty reminded him, smirking, "For a demon, you're pretty unobservant."
The boy froze, his arms falling to his sides, "Wait, what?"
"Oh?" A dark look entered his eyes, "So you don't even remember much of your past? How amusing. I knew what you were as soon as you started talking to me. You're a demon, though a very low ranking one. You're the spawn of an incubus and a suucubus. I thought you were just an incubus at first, but your body is too different. You are pretty much a combination of both. Rare, but it happens. Didn't you ever wonder why you're so very obsessed with sex and pleasure? You need it. Your body thrives on it. It's your strength and your weakness."
Salem glared at him and started grabbing his things, "Y-You're crazy!"
Salem continued yelling profanities and he pulled on his clothes and practically ran from the apartment he hadn't realized he was in. He fumbled for his phone, dialing Gon's number.
"Be careful out there, little demon! There are plenty of people that would take advantage of you!"
Maxxie groaned and groped around on the bed, "Gon. Your phone."
"Because I'm ready to have a mental breakdown and I don't want to go home," Salem stated, flagging down a taxi. There was no way he could walk there. He gave the address to the driver and hopped in, "Like seriously, I think I'm going crazy."
Gon sighed "alright alright just calm down and walk in when you get here." He said then hung up and shook Maxxie "common, at least get boxers on" he said
Salem stared out the taxi window, feeling both anxious and numb. His body hurt, but his head whirled with the stranger's words. He paid the driver and jumped out at their address, hurrying to their door.