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(this could be a story with BATIM as well as with BATDR)
The sun entered the studio through small cracks in the walls. If there is perfect silence, you can even hear birds singing. Sammy, perhaps the Ink Demon's most devoted prophet, opened his white eye slightly and stretched. He was still cuddled up to his lord's body - you could say they were in a relationship, although not everyone was sure if a servant could be with his master... If only Sammy and Ink Demon were listening to anyone. No, they didn't care what other people said, what other people thought, what other people felt - they enjoyed the relationship. So far, it didn't look like they were getting divorced. Sammy hugged the demon's bony waist. He wasn't sure if his lord was asleep or awake - his eyes were covered with ink and his smile was the same 99% of the time (the 1% was when he was nervous). And as the prophet was enveloped in the pleasant warmth of the demon, he remembered that he was supposed to preach today. In the morning. He sighed and gently stepped out of his master's arms, but just as he was sitting up, something pulled him back.
"Don't goooo..." growled the demon with a squeak in his voice, pressing his head to the prophet's hand.
"My lord, I have something important to do. I'll be back, I promise." The inky man stroked the demon between the horns.
"Nooo" Ink Demon hugged his minion, almost laying on top of him "Mine"
"I'm not going to visit anyone! I have to preach, I promised everyone I'd do it in the morning," Sammy explained.
"Do not go"
"You're a Jealous Demon, not an Ink Demon"
"Hmph.."
"Just kidding" Sammy kissed the demon on the cheek.
"Mmm..." Ink Demon snuggled into the prophet's neck. "More"
"If I give you a couple of kisses, will you let me go?" the inky man ran his hand over his master's spine.
"All right..." the demon sighed and let Sammy grab his head.
The Prophet tried to kiss his lord quickly but thoroughly, and after a few moments the demon grabbed Sammy's hand and began to purr and bare his neck more. Finally, the Ink Demon growled and climbed down from the man, wrapping himself in the quilt in the process.
"I'll be back." Sammy kissed his lord one last time and started walking to the door.
"If you don't come back, I'll find you anyway!" the demon threatened with laughter.
"I know, I remember that situation!" Sammy laughed, waved good-bye, and closed the door behind him.