The sun was newly set for the night. Enyo was just starting to rise. Her dog was snuggled against her on one side. A faint smile crept to her pale lips even before her bright green eyes opened. She stretched slightly and then sat up. Sasha lifted her head and looked over her shoulder at her vampire. Her stub of a tail wagging. Enyo pat the dog on the head before sliding out of the bed and headed towards the bathroom. She was wearing... nothing but her long red hair and a smile.

((Hmm... not a very good starting post but it'll have to do lol))

The demon felt her leave but, he wasn't yet ready to get up. The bed was rather cozy after all, and if he stayed in it, he might be able to persuade the vampire to get back in it with him. Yes, at times he does have a one track mind.

The dog had trotted down the hallway after Enyo and the opened door had Given Bart, another of the dogs a way to enter. He walked over to the bed and poked his snout under teh covers and against his master. Cheddar fixed the blankets, petted the dog, and closed his eyes once more.

She had just gone into the bathroom just to splash some water on her face. There was some nights when she felt the need to splash cool water on her face to get herself going. She ran her brush briefly through her long red mane before turning and heading back towards the bedroom that she spent the majority of the days in... Cheddar's room. As she neared the room, she gave the hand signal to Sasha for her to stay in the hallway. Sasha lowered herself to the floor and made herself comfortable.

Into the room the vampress went. Her smile widened as she noticed the demon was still in the bed. He's not the only one that has a one track mind at times. She motioned towards the door and Bart trotted towards it to join Sasha. She closed the door behind him and made her way back over to the bed. She leaned over the edge and pressed her cool lips against his lightly. Parts of her long red mane falling forward and brushing his chin.

The demon grinned and grabbed onto her. "What have we here?" he teased as he held her against him. His lazy eyes fliited open into little slits. "You shouldn't be hungry, so you must be something else." He said before parting her lips with his tongue.

She had fed the previous day, and the demon was simply not the sort of being that could be fed from on a daily basis.

No. She wasn't hungry. Not in the sense of needing to feed from the demon. She got by on feeding from him every few days. She wouldn't dream of feeding from him on a daily basis.

"Mmmm..." she purred as he wrapped his arms around her. She shifted her lower half so that her legs weren't dangling over the edge of the bed. A dainty hand came up to caress the side of his face as she gladly parted her lips to invite his tongue to visit with hers.

Her hand caressing the side of his face moved slowly to his shoulder. Before long, she was caressing the inside of his wing lightly with her fingertips.

Well she's started in on the wing early, this of coarse gets a soft murmured moan in response. His hands move from her back to her butt, squeezing gently while he deepened the kiss and held her against him.

Yes. She has started on the wing early. She's quite eager tonight. Her lips part a little more as he deepens their kiss. Her tongue eagerly 'dancing' with his. Soft moan escapes from her against his mouth as he squeezes her butt. She must have a thing about her butt being played with or something. Really I don't get it.

Anyway, she starts to wiggle slightly as she realizes that there is a blanket between her skin and his.

Cheddar gives the blanket a sharp snatch, nullifying it as a barrier when he whips it to one side and then flips it over both of them without missing a lick. (ohh bad pun) His hands still play qith her tush, maybe she just likes it because it obviously turns him on. His tail strokes at her belly now.

She seems eager and sometimes, he enjoys making her more eager in very abrupt ways. Tonight such is the case as he breaks off from kissing her lips and begins to kiss and nibble at her neck. He doesn't play around long though, less than two minutes before he gives her a sharp bite there near the base of her throat. It usually serves to make her lose control......

Ding dong.

Guess who's at the door?

Matthew is sweating. And he's only standing at Cheddar's door. He didn't run here, either, but hitched a ride from a girl with a crush on him from school. The reason he is only sweating and not leaning on the door or even sitting down is because the girl who brought him won't drive away until she sees the door open and the apple of her eye safely inside. Stupid bitch. Why can't she just leave and let Matthew drop the act?

The reason he needs to be acting is because he hasn't gotten any for about a month. And it sucks ass. For a reason unbeknownst to him, Matt's Spanish grade is falling and he's not had a study session for a while. That, and a new relationship he's gotten into needs to be taken slow. She was a virgin, after all, and he had her the first night they met. In order to make her comfortable enough to become a regular source of food, she's got to be the one to initiate it next.

He isn't tired, not like the night he first met Cheddar. Matthew's exhausted. In his opinion, it's harder to be half incubus. You don't die if you don't get enough life, you're just stuck in a state of half-death. The human in you keeps you alive, the unfulfilled incubus makes every move agony.

Poor boy. His eyes have lost their luster and his hair looks flat and mousy. His shoulders would be sagging if there wasn't anyone watching him. He's wearing a polo shirt and the cargo khaki shorts, but even the way the fabric falls on his body looks tired and lethargic.

Cheddar, open the door soon so he can collapse on top of you.

She moaned softly the moment her skin touched his. Oh yes. She is quite eager tonight. Her moans are coming a little louder as his tail strokes her belly. She tilts her head to the side a little as he moves from kissing her lips to kissing and nibbling at her neck. She cries out passionately, and quite loud I might add, as he gives her a sharp bite near the base of her throat. He sure knows how to send her over the edge quickly that's for sure.

She's just about to shove herself backwards onto him eagerly when the dogs suddenly start barking outside the closed bedroom door. She then hears what the dogs are barking about. Someone is ringing the doorbell at the front door. Her passionate moans quickly turned to a sudden growling sound of disappointment and irritation. Can you tell she's /very/ displeased with the sudden interuption? Now is so not the time that she wants to be interupted.

She growls again as the dogs continue to bark. "God damn it," she growls as she lowers her forehead to the demon's chest. "It doesn't sound like they're going away..." Yes. She is quite the unhappy camper now.

The demon is already probing to see just who's out there. His face is horror stricken. This is not a contingency he has ever prepared for. It's been a while since he's seen Matt, he thought the boy had lost interest. Were Cheddar not in the middle of someone, he'd definitely enjoy the incubus's company. Enyo may have his heart, though he won't admit it, but he still likes the incubus. Demon's aren't notorious for their fidelity, I must point out.

"I, er, should go answer it." He says. He sounds very guilty.

Enyo isn't quite the innocent one herself. While the demon holds her heart, though she won't admit it so readily either, she isn't one to hold so tightly onto being monogamous either. However, it is to the demon that she returns home to at the end of every night that she finds herself out and about. You didn't really think that she just sits around the house while he goes about his own business did you? She has, after all, learned that she /can/ feed from mortals without actually killing them.

She nods slightly and rolls off of him. She's pouting. Oh yes she is. Pouting and very unhappy.

He frowns as he gets up and pulls on his bathrobe to go answer the door. And no Cheddar doesn't know that she likes to play with her food.

He makes his way hastily to the door, stepping over dogs as if they were not there. Poor thing he looks eager and guilty as he opens the door. Matthew looks aweful.

No one, and trust me when I say this, no one has ever seen the look of pure relief that floods Matt's face as the door opens. He's about to just fall onto Cheddar before he remembers that there's a girl who would witness it and possibly tell other people. His relief has to be put on hold and his face screws up into a pleasant smile that he flashes at the girl with a wave, signalling her it's ok to drive away.

As she does so, Matthew's expression once again turns genuine and he stumbles closer to Cheddar. He leans on the demon for support, grabs onto the sleaves of his robe to try and keep himself from relying entirely on the winged man. His eyes are closed and his face is tense, Matt doesn't even stop himself from sounding vulnerable, vocalizing his relief with a sigh.

Play with her food... That's one way to put it I guess you could say. She doesn't do it very often and she's learned that if she's careful enough she can return to the same mortal more than once. Hence why she's learned to not kill her 'toys'. They aren't near as fun as being with the demon though for there is more with the demon than just a sexual romp and feeding. There's emotions involved when it comes to Cheddar.

Sasha breaks away from the other dogs and trots over to sit in front of Cheddar's bedroom door. What a protective little shit she is. She's finally stopped barking but is still quite alert to all that's going on. She glances over her shoulder in through the open bedroom door at her vampire pouting under the covers before returning her attention forward.

She wants to call out asking who it is but doesn't. She's sure it isn't for her since no one yet knows that she's moved in here. She's still not told Morose that she's moved out of the apartment. So, yeah, she's positive it isn't for her. She just lays there, pouting, waiting for Cheddar to return to her.

Cheddar scowls automatically assuming this is the mage's work again. The car pulls away and he scoops the incubus up. He carries the boy to the couch and set him on it carefully. "Who did this to you?" he asks with overprotective irritation. His face is no longer guilty, simply very, very, worried.

Matthew doesn't let go for a second. It's like clinging to Cheddar will make things better. His eyes are even clenched closed and his face pressed to the demon's breast. Cheddar's safe.

"My sister's...blackmailing..me, and my..Spanish teacher isn't," deep breath, don't lose it, "giving me any and...I made a mistake an' I can't...if I do they'll get suspicious..I'll lose everything.."

He just wants things to be better. He's a selfish bastard, sure, but even he has a breaking point.

She sighs softly to herself as she hears voices in the livingroom. So much for an exciting and uninterupted night, eh? She slides off the bed and moves quietly towards the bedroom door. Quietly she sneaks up the hallway to the room where her clothes and stuff are. Sasha trots along behind her still naked vampire. The vampress waves the dog into the room before she pushes the door shut. A click will probably be heard as the door shuts.

Over to the closet she goes and begins flipping through the many dresses and skirts she has hanging there. She's irritated. So very irritated. Finally deciding on a light blue dress, she pulls it out of the closet leaving the empty hanger hanging and moves towards the bedroom door again. Another click will probably be heard as she opens the door and sneaks off towards the bathroom.

A third click will probably be heard as she shuts the bathroom door behind her and Sasha (who is still following her vampire). She drops the dress on the counter and moves to turn on the water in the shower. The water is set to be cooler than she usually showers in. For obvious reasons I'm sure. Then she climbs in. Can the shower be heard in the livingroom? I'm not sure.

(We'll say no for this instance there are enough bathrooms that we'll say she's using a distant one. )

Cheddar cradles the incubus While he knels in front of where he'd sat him on the couch. "Shhh, relax, I'll try to figure something out, but I, Er, Need to check on someone....I'm not alone, and I was.....busy." He blushes.

Oh Matt, heve you noticed the demon isn't drunk?

Not really. The boy really has lost the capacity to notice such things at this point. He wants comfort from Cheddar, something he's rarely looked for in anyone. I doubt he's going to notice the absence of alcohol.

"There's someone else here?" Another mask begins to slip into place. He doesn't want it to, it's hard to put on, but there are only certain people that see the real Matthew.

"Yes, I'm sorry. " The demon says, really he is, sorry, for all three of them. He has enough wits to know Enyo will be in a foul mood. But Matthew so clearly needs him. How the hell is he supposed to deal with this? He holds Matt more tightly, yet very gently and conciously, so as not to crush him. His black eyes are sad and not at all cloudy.

"Go on."

His voice isn't weak and stuttering and seeking care. It's trying to be, but dear Matthew won't allow it. Not if there's someone else.

He lets go of Cheddar, turning towards the back of the couch. What he's feeling is so foreign, turning away from it and into a fake person he projects is all he knows how to do.

Of course there is someone else here. A someone who lives here now since the demon invited her to stay. And the only way she'll be going anywhere is if he, himself, asks, or tells, her to leave. Somehow, I'm doubting that would happen though. At least, not any time soon anyway.

The unhappy female vampire is just standing in the shower. The cool running water flowing over her from head to toe. She's in no hurry to get out either. It's not like she's going to wrinkle up like a mortal would. She's not in such a foul mood that she'll lash out at anyone. Not yet anyway. Just really, really irritated.

Sasha is lying on the floor by the counter with her head on her paws. She can tell her vampire isn't in a very good mood at the moment and has enough sense to just stay out of her way. What a good and smart dog.

The demon goes, he isn't sure what to do, but the feeling he won't be able to help Matthew at the moment shouldn't surprise anyone. Cheddar isn't going to tell his girlfriend to get out, that would be callous and heartless, the demon is neither. So we must understand why he won't be needlessly cruel to either one of them.

He makes his way back to the bathroom where he hears Enyo. He goes in and leans against the sink. "I'm really sorry, there will be a delay inour plans...."

Good job stating the obvious there bud.

Sasha lifts her head and wags her stump of a tail slightly as her demon comes into the bathroom.

The water shuts off and a single hand reaches out to grab a towel hanging next to the shower. She wraps it around herself before stepping out of the shower. "Obviously," she says as she steps out of the shower and reaches for a second towel. She wraps the second towel partly around her long red hair.

"My friend is, not well. I need to figure out what to do about it." hes ays. As if it really were just that simple. Bu it never is, is it?

The frown not once left her face as she finally turned towards the demon. One towel wrapped around part of her hair and the other around her dainty feminine body. She takes a few steps towards the demon and lets the towel around her body fall to the floor entirely. "Any idea on how long that is going to take?" she asks as she steps close enough to press herself against him.

"Not really." He says. He's not even sure if he should help Matt. He wants to but should he? He'll be too drained to do anything but sleep if he does. He doesn't imagine Enyo would like that at all. He holds he against him and closes his eyes while he thinks.

She lets her hands slide into his robe and presses them gently against his chest before letting them slide down to his abdomin and around his waist. She moves slightly so that his robe falls open and her nakedness is pressed against his. It's obvious that her one track mind is still very much on that same track. Gentle kisses are placed upon his naked chest.

I wonder how disappointing it is when he just holds her. Though he does hold her like he doesn't want to let go. His face is so very sad right now. No matter what happens someone isn't going to be very happy.

How disappointing it is? Quite actually. The unhappy vampire sighs and moves away to reach for the dress she'd pulled out of her closet.

The demon doesn't even move to stop her, nor appeal for any sort of comfort. He pulls his robe closed and returns to Matthew in the other room. "We have a problem." he says sadly kneeling in front of the incubus.

She slides the dress over her head. It's strapless and low in the back. She runs her brush through her hair a few times and sets it back down on the counter. She sighs softly to herself and opens the bathroom door. Sasha is obviously still following her. The vampire moves silently through the house towards the backdoor. Sasha's tags jingling on her collar the only real give away as to where the vampire is.

Enyo heads out into the backyard and down into the grass. She glides over to one of the trees and sits down, leaning her bare back against the trunk of it. Sasha lays down next to her vampire and lowers her head to her paws.

While waiting for the demon's return, Matthew drifts into a state of half-conciousness. He's only half-aware, really, and tries to bring himself back when he hears Cheddar approaching. He manages to get his eyes open by the time the other kneels in front of him. This time, he doesn't allow a whimper to escape him. Not if someone else might hear. Matt doesn't know that Enyo's gone outside already.

"What is it?"

"My girlfriend, unless you're willing to meet up at a hotel later?" It was a pathetic question. His heart wasn't really in his offer, but he really wnated to help Matthew.

Fuck, a girlfriend? Why are all these things going wrong for him? He groans quietly, the mask slipping to let his disappointment and fatigue show. He doesn't want to believe it, and at the moment all he is is let down. Under normal circumstances, he would be angry. Angry for being refused, at the girlfriend, at Cheddar. But not now. He's too burnt out to be angry, though it will come, eventually.

Matthew sits up slowly and then his head descends to rest on Cheddar's shoulder. It's an awkward position, but he needs the contact to keep from feeling abandoned.

"I'm sorry, I just, I'm sorry." the demon crooned. He really is. He likes Matthew, he can tell his friend is suffering. It pains him. He strokes the incubus's back and feels helpless, spineless even. He doesn't have the balls to go explain he's got to feed an incubus to his girlfriend.

People don't stroke Matthew's back. Just like people don't ruffle his hair. But Cheddar does, and the incubus always lets him.

"I should leave."

He understands that this mean he won't likely be getting anything. So what's the point of staying? Well..it would mean that he doesn't have to face his sister, but he could meet up with Jasmyne and coax her into at least kissing him if he has to. But he doesn't want to act right now, especially not as much as he has to with her.

He still does not move.

The demon says nothing. Matthew should go, but it's not what Cheddar wants. If he goes, will he ever come back? The fingers of one hand tangle in Matthews hair gently. Don't look up Matthew cause he's crying.

Matthew does not need to see the tears in order to feel them. In their position, the droplets fall onto the back of his neck and slide down the bare skin.

"Why are you crying?" he asks into Cheddar's neck. People don't cry for him either, so perhaps the demon is special.