forum Hunter and Prey (One on One) (Closed)

Started July 25, 2018 by @Desvelarse pets

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(It’s all good)

Corbin eventually laid down, getting under the covers and relaxing partly on his stomach. Orion hopped up onto the bed, laying with his head resting on the back of one of Corbin’s legs.

(Time skip?)
Matrix sighs and limps to the kitchen. He opens the fridge, scans it then closes it. He the went through the cabnets, trying to find the cups or glasses for water.

(Sure)

Corbin had planned on sleeping in. He had been so exhausted and so stressed from bringing Matrix back into his home. It was still around 11 AM and he was still sleeping soundly in his room.

Matrix hadn't been able to sleep. He had found a pen and paper in a drawer and had drawn a small pentagram. He was talking with his friend, Furfur. The other demon had looked surprised at where Matrix was calling from but they had carried on a conversation for two straight (Heh. funny) hours.

(Lmaoo)

Corbin eventually woke up, groaning softly as he did so. He didn’t know how he had been sleeping, but his leg ached terribly. He found it hard to barely even move it without pain jolting up his leg and spine. He grabbed his crutch, using that to support part of his weight, not using his bad leg at all as he stepped out of his bedroom.

Furfur's ears perk up, "What that?" He turns around at the waist which was all the pentagram aloud for size. Matrix perks up too, "Huh?"

Orion padded down the hallway as well, going into the living room to greet Matrix. He did begin to growl, though, when he saw the pentagram and heard the other voice. Corbin didn’t even bother checking what was going on. He had a migraine from the medicine he took the night before, and his head throbbed. “Orion, quit,” he called from the other room, his voice a bit rough from sleep.

Furfur snarls, putting his hands on the table as if trying to pull himself up out of the pentagram. Matrix however placed his hands on the top of the deer demon's head and forces him back down, "Not mow! Talk later!" Once the demon was fully gone Matrix smeared away a side of the pentagon so the spell broke.

Orion calmed once the other demon was gone. He went over to Matrix, sniffing at the paper, and then at Matrix. Corbin began to make a pot of coffee, his eyes shut as he leaned up against the counter. He somehow still felt exhausted.

"Hey buddy!" Matrix uses his none injured arm to pat the dog and rub his ears. He had used both hands to push Furfur back into the underworld and so his injured arm was throbbing horribly.

Orion panted in a happy way and licked at Matrix’s hands. Corbin heard Matrix awake, but didn’t feel up to going and talking yet. If he were alone, he would have just crawled back into bed and got himself all high up on paid medication to soothe his leg.

Matrix laughs leans forward to kiss the top of the dog's head. He smiles then looks up at Corban, "Hey man you ok? You're looking pale."

Corbin looked over at Matrix for a moment before searching through the cabinets for a coffee mug. “I’m fine, just have a migraine from that sleeping medicine,” he said, finding one and pouring himself a cup. “Coffee?” He offered.

"Sure. Thanks." Matrix grips onto Orion's fur gently and rests his forehead on the dog's back. He stares at the messy pentagram in front of him.

Orion stays in place, allowing Matrix to lean against him. Corbin made a second cup of coffee and limped unsteadily into the room, stopping when he noticed the pentagram. “What the hell?”

"Huh?" Matrix follows Corban's eyes to the drawing. He snatches it up and crumples it up, "Dont ask!"

“Matrix…” Corbin said slowly, a frown on his lips as he watched the demon. He gave a sharp huff, setting down the mug onto the coffee table before limping out of the room. How the hell could he have feelings for this demon? Matrix annoyed the hell out of him most of the time. It shouldnt be happening.

"What?! Hey! C'mon! I hate it when people do that." He says the last part to Orion. He hated when people just say his name but then just leave the statement hanging.

Corbin shook his head to himself. It was just the medication talking, he shouldn’t feel anything for Matrix. He sat at the kitchen table, propping up his leg on another chair to stretch it out a bit and get weight off of it.

"C'mon! What?!" Matrix calls again. Patting Orion's back and scratching his neck.

“Nothing, nevermind!” Corbin called back. He ran a hand through his hair before he picked up his coffee, bringing it to his lips and taking a sip. He almost about choked though, and hissed in pain at how hot it was.

"Tell me! I wont let it go now!" Matrix barks back. He never did when that happened.

“It’s not important,” Corbin huffed. “And quit yelling, I have a headache!” He rested his head against the palm of his hand, his elbow propped up against the table.

"Then tell me." Matrix smirked at the human's back, "C'mon."

“Shut up,” Corbin mumbled in response. He picked up his coffee, trying to take another sip. It was hot, but a bearable temperature.