Davian & Kane
Davian snorted loudly at the question. "As many as you want." He grinned. "Wouldn't want to cramp your style. You lust demons always have to get more than your fair piece of the action."
Shifting his feet a bit, one more glance up at Kane's wings, Davian cleared his throat. "So, friends?" When Kane first arrived, Davian was convinced he was here to spy or, better yet, assassinate him, since lust demons made the perfect spies and assassins. But after Kane had given his word and sworn it with a demon's binding word - unbreakable in a way that humans would hopefully never catch onto - he'd started to relax. Even after analyzing everything Kane said during the oath for loopholes and hidden meanings, Davian soon grew weary of it, of holding onto that distrust, and had finally let it go.