@A5_ WICKED
Matrix smiles into it and closes his eyes. He finds Corbin's hand and rests his on the others.
Matrix smiles into it and closes his eyes. He finds Corbin's hand and rests his on the others.
Corbin’s eyes shut as well as he continues to slowly kiss the demon. He had to pull away a minute later, though, to catch his breath.
Matrix huffed for breath. He clutches his chest with his free hand and coughs
“Are you okay?” Corbin asked when Matrix began to cough. He frowned softly, watching the other closely.
"Im fine. Don't worry." Matrix wheezes, tapping the mass.
“You never used to have this many problems with your heart before,” Corbin pointed out. He stretched his legs out a bit, hands resting on his lap.
Matrix shrugs and coughs, "It's because of the fights. The mass in my chest has been punched, kicked what ever and it has taken its tole." He puts his hand up to the dimmer 'heart'
“Oh…” Corbin said slowly. He felt guilty for a moment. He shouldn’t have sold Matrix. He had had a feeling that something like that would happen, but he was so desperate for the buyers money that he had done it anyways. “I’m sorry, I should not have sold you.”
Matrix smiles at him, "Don't be stupid. You needed the money!" He drops his hand and stares at his palms. He crosses his legs on the couch, facing Corbin
“I did, but I was being selfish. I just need to find a job, but no place wants to hire me because I would have to bring Orion,” Corbin huffed. He looked over at Orion, who was laying next to them on the couch, and began to pet him.
"Poor puppers. Hm. I know someone. A friend of my 'father.'"
“What kind of job is open?” Corbin asked. He needed something calm for a change. He was unsure if he could handle any more trauma.
Matrix shrugs, "He's a demon."
“I assumed that, but what kind of job is it?” Corbin asked, arching a brow as he spoke. He rubbed at his lap, knee bouncing a tad as he did so.
Matrix shrugs, "Im not sure. Just something to do with the underworld. And probably with me. See the demon Im talking about is actually a friend of mine. Zoz(o)."
Corbin frowns slightly and nods his head a bit. “Well, I don’t think I’d be able to go down to the underworld,” he said slowly.
'I never said you'd have to go down there." Matrix holds up his pen, "It won't be pretty but it pays enough. It's just going to be selling your soul to a demon." He was actually hoping Corbin wouldn't take the offer.
“What?!” Corbin exclaimed, a look of disbelief on his face. “You have got to be fucking kidding me. There is no way in hell that I am selling my soul to some demon!”
Matrix laughs leaning forward and pecking Corbin's forehead, "Just an idea chill."
Corbin gave a huff in response. In return, he tilted his head to peck Matrix’s cheek quickly before he leaned back against the couch. “I’ll find something eventually…”
"I hope you do." Matrix sighs, rubbing his cheek and looking down at the floor and Orion, Though… I do have influence. I could tweek the standards. He smiles mischievously to himself
“I appreciate you wanting to help,” Corbin said. His arm reached over to lace around Matrix’s waist, tugging the other closer.
Matrix jolts slightly but huffs, leaning toward Corbin slightly, "Heh. See? Demons aren't always curses."
Corbin gave a slight chuckle at that. “You were a bit of a pain in the ass at first,” he said, pressing his lips to the side of Matrix’s head.
Matrix smirks, "I know. I was trying."
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