Love And Life And Demon Hunting

"No." He replied simply. "I don't. What I like is sleep."

He grinned, winking.

"Yeah, I'd sleep if I were you. Come on, let's go--help me up." He held out his sticky hand.

"No." He said again. He began to walk towards the hotel, instead.

Priestly laughed, getting up by himself.

"Why so cold, Mars? We're comrades."

"No, we're individuals who travel together. That's it." He insisted. "When we get to the hotel, I expect you to be absolutely silent so I can nap."

"I'll do my best," he said. "Do you want a snack when you wake up, or will lunch be better?"

"I don't know, I'm not hungry." He replied absently. "I'll see when I get up."

"Okay," he said, groping Mars's butt as he unlocked the door. "You first~"

He smacked Priestly, before walking inside. Stupid, obnoxious man.

"Rawr," he purred, following Mars inside. Sitting on the bed, he turned on the TV and muted the volume.

Mars shoved him off the bed.

"You're in the way." He said, even though Priestly totally wasn't even.

That said, he stripped off his dress shirt and removed his belt and shoes. Now he could nap.

"Trying to tempt me?" he asked, licking his lips.

"Shut up. I can't sleep with all my clothes on." He replied, though his face turned red. "Now be quiet."

He flipped through the channels; nearly all of them were pornographic in nature.

"Sleep well, Marsy."

Mars buried his head under the blankets, trying to pretend Priestly didn't exist. It didn't take too long for him to fall asleep.

-x-

When Mars awoke, it was to the sound of moans; Priestly lay next to him, his pants unzipped and his hands occupied.

At first, Mars didn't really know why he had woken up. Predictably, a few seconds later, when he figured it out, he freaked out. He scrambled to get out of bed, causing him to fall off the side.

"Wh-wha..." He began, completely surprised and confused.

Priestly jumped, just as surprised as Mars.

"I'm sorry! Am I too loud?"

"Wh-what are..." He finally stood back up, untangling himself from the blankets he had taken with him. "Why would you..."

"I was horny," he said innocently. "I figured it was fine if you were asleep--you said you won't sleep with me again, so I have to take care of myself, right?"

"No!" He gasped, horrified. "Control yourself, for Heaven's sake! How dare you! You're absolutely disgusting, get out."

"I bought this hotel room," he said quietly. "Besides, we're both male--I didn't think this'd be a problem."

He grabbed his clothes, bundling them into a pile.

"No, it's no problem at all, you're right; I'll just go buy my own hotel room, and oh, don't worry about taking me with you anymore, you cretin."

Priestly's expression was suddenly heartbroken.

"...Oh. Okay. I'll see you again one day, maybe?..."

"No, you won't. I'll be sure to avoid that for the rest of my life." He snapped angrily. "Give me your car keys, my bags are still in your stupid car."

He held out his hand, looking very cross.