Tyki Mikk (consommation) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2009-09-03 00:35:00 |
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Current mood: | cheerful |
Who: Kane Frost (hurtme_loveme) & Tyki (consommation)
What: Coming home from his 'surprise' trip to Idaho.
Where: Tyki's penthouse.
When: Wednesday, a little past midnight.
Warnings: Incubi.
For someone who had been trapped in a Martha Stewart house by imbecilic trollops for two long days, Tyki was in a pretty good mood. And why wouldn't he be? The world had him back and in return for his freedom, he'd signed the girls up for real occultism lessons - in hell. Leaving the pizzas - one cranberry chicken and one pineapple and bacon - in the oven to keep them warm, he went to see what the other incubus was up to.
Kane was, of course, still in the bedroom, almost completely hidden under the blankets and fast asleep. Or maybe he'd passed out from hunger - it was hard to tell just by looking at him. Several of Noah's medical journals were lying on the floor beside the bed and the brunet wondered just how bored the artist must have been to pick those up.
Careful not to disturb the sleeping demon, Tyki climbed into bed and stretched out on his side, tucking an arm under his head. And while he wondered if he should wake Kane or wait for him to wake up on his own, his eyes fell shut.
Nothing, absolutely nothing could top lying in your own bed.