Mixing business and pleasure
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The man said something in a strange language, in a deep, guttural tone- undoubtedly some ancient spell to control his pet demon and prevent it from feasting on the Italian's entrails. Sebastian was fond of his entrails. The thing pounced on his abdomen, seeking to crush his ribs before it attempted to break through the barrier Sebastian had made with his hands.

Sebastian yelped, flinging himself to the side to dislodge the demon-child. He scrambled to his feet and sprinted towards the large mound of yellow and black fur that was undoubtedly the demon's master. He could protect the Italian. And if he couldn't, all the thick fur would at least provide some warmth.

Sebastian vaulted impressively over the older male, making sure that he was between the foxy Vertia and the demon child before he hid behind him.

"Help!" he squeaked, taking the opportunity to bury his face into the strangely-coloured male's scruff, his hands gripping the thick yellow fur. He did have very comfortable fur, lucky guy. Plus, his impressive bulk was very helpful in shielding the slim artisan from the devil-child.


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