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aster has moved! i'm putting him on my multi pnthra, but i'll keep this blog up just in case i change my mind.

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where did yaketsu get all this energy from? while aster was ready for a quick cat nap--pun not intended--the other seemed to be practically bouncing off the walls at his own idea of going out for dinner. honestly, even as good as steak sounded, a nap sounded waaaay better.

but, ever the trooper, astraeus forced himself to soldier on as he rolled onto his side and eased himself up and onto the edge of the bed to find his footing. it was wise he was taking it slow, because damn, his ass really did ache! unlike a human, he'd bounce back quickly enough and luckily not suffer any long-term issues from a dick that big, but damn.

he felt sorry for any human this man fucked.

' you better not, ' he warned as he stepped after him, walking at a ginger, cautious pace to not aggravate his backside more than necessary. he doesn't need to be told to hop on into the shower--in fact, he squeezed past yaketsu just to be able to go in first.

the moment the hot spray hit his sweaty, aching body, he groaned in relief, standing directly under the spray of one of the shower heads. typically, he'd love a round of shower sex, but right now, he was in his own world, basking in the modern glory of heated water tanks.

good luck to yaketsu seeing him out of the shower anytime soon. he was going to take his sweet time scrubbing up.

is he about to get rejected? but why, it’s free food after all. at least, yaketsu doesn’t expect him to pay.

prepared to poke at him until his offer is accepted, he practically beams at the hesitant acceptance. with a clap of his hands, he swings his legs off the bed. “ hell yeah, kitten. that’s the spirit. c'mon, let’s hop in together so we can leave. it’s got two heads. ”

yaketsu pats at the man’s thigh, animated, and sets off for the bathroom door. sure, the structure of the place is the same as the hotel, but his illusory abilities create a far grander interior, matching the bedroom. marble floors, an oversized glass encased shower, grand, backlit mirrors, the works. he turns on the separate heads and doubles back, making sure aster intends on following.

“ ya—c'mon. don’t worry, i won’t attack you in the shower. ” a chuckle follows, laced with mockingly sinister intent. fortunately for aster, he loves steak, maybe even more than sex.

it’s a close call.

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the bloodied arm was taken away from him, and quietly did aster lament its loss. it was better for everybody that yaketsu did not allow it to linger, lest he sink in his teeth and resist in letting go. in their prime, the caelestis clan were god-killers, rulers of the stars. but now? he did not know the difference in power ever since they were struck down from the skies. in another life, maybe he could be an uncontested opponent. in this one, he did not want to find out.

picking and choosing battles is a wise trait to have, after all.

a beat passed, aster regained control of himself, and he sighed and thumped back against the bed, paying no mind to yaketsu's proximity on purpose.

' meat? ' expecting to be booted out after the remark upon his ass having to take the long road to healing, he lolled his head to the side to peek at yaketsu from where he lay. ' uh, any meat, frankly, but why-- '

he stopped when yaketsu carried on explaining, and could not help the subtle widening of his eyes as he was so blatantly invited on a dinner date. or was it just... a dinner outing? a platonic dinner between two men who had just finished having intense, heated sex?

heart speeding up, in his embarrassment to his reaction, he quickly looked away.

' um, well, it does sound fun--but i'm not going out without showering first. you do have a shower in this big golden mansion of yours, right? '

HUH. STIRRING EMOTIONS PASS THROUGH the demon’s countenance, drawing yaketsu’s observant eye. from fluster, cheeks warming between steadying fingers to primal desire, charged with a fervent bloodlust he hasn’t witnessed in centuries. fangs peek through curling lips, watching the stare affixed to his hand, a trail of blood sliding to his wrist. 

his head tilts. “but gambling is part of the game, and you have better control than i expected.” he makes a face, as if impressed with his restraint and seals his wound. “guess that means your ass is gonna have to heal the old way.” or maybe he just dodged a bullet, who knows. for now, yaketsu backs off, but he doesn’t leave aster’s immediate space. 

“what type of meat d’ya like? i could go for something too now that i think about it.” an idea brightens black eyes. “oi, the garden palace is offering an all-you-can eat steak dinner. it’s at their restaurant called, uh…” his gaze lifts toward the ceiling, trying to remember. 

“aurora? anyway, it’s like a block down and since you’re such a good kitty for not eating me n’ shit, you can come with. on me. what d’ya say? sounds fun, right?” 

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did beck order anything with protein? he should've told him, on second thought, to load up on things he personally liked eating. if he was going to be here for a week playing babysitter, then why not do so with plenty of good food to make it a little more tolerable?

' i'm not supposed to kill humans unless they're really fucking shit up. something about... heavenly karma, or whatever. ' he studied his nails, picking dirt from out beneath them. ' you definitely are not the worst case i've ever seen. a human has to be acting up pretty bad for it to be determined better off for them to be dead. '

man, he should go get his nails done. when was the last time he had a spa day?

aster glanced up, arching a brow at beck's question.

' fun? ' he echoed, as if suddenly doubtful that they could possibly share any kind of mutual interests. ' normally i like club-hopping, or checking out the popular food spots in the different cities i visit. i only stick to one spot for a couple of weeks at a time, and the human world has a lot of sights to see. you don't seem like the type to enjoy traveling, though. '

lots of emotions piling up here. first thing’s first, he can turn into a bigger cat? dumping the splinters and all in the trash, he tries to envision that. maybe instead of a giant cat, he means something more ferocious. like a lion or something.

and while the mention of him taking his soul should be terrifying, beck finds himself more curious than anything. “i mean, if you think i’d be a danger to myself and others, wouldn’t it be better to just take me out? why isn’t it your place?”

making him live with this cursed mind is worse, much worse. but if he’s going to be a better person, he should try, right? and maybe he should make it easier, or more fun, for aster.

“actually…since you’re only going to be here for a little while, why don’t we actually get to know one another? what do you like to do for fun?”

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not today, at least. the added comment resulted in a snort from astraeus. certainly, when coming from the two of them, murder was certainly an option for the future, depending on the circumstances. today, however, he supposed he could understand that the holiday would be ruined by the needless slaughter of humans.

funny, how he used to think first of father's reaction to him acting out of turn. now, he looked to tsurya for his input, especially in this very moment as he felt the shift in tsurya's energy. like a heavy fog choking out the sun, he could see him visibly deflate as his overthinking mind drummed up new scenarios to be depressed over--typical.

' hey. ' tsurya's hands were found to be squeezed in aster's own, albeit first dusted free of any bread crumbs. didn't wanna get tsurya's nice suit all dirty. ' is being all bummed out gonna do anything to repay them back? or is it just gonna leave everybody unhappy? '

the question was rhetorical, and he didn't wait for an answer.

' if you don't want to stick around here, we can go. isn't there a memorial set up for what happened? we can go on a big flower shopping spree and doll it up. '

"there is no need to murder, love. not today, at least." how shameful is it that tsurya adores his extreme protection? he shouldn't, but it warms his heart, as if he is something worth keeping safe when his mind preaches the opposite.

he shouldn't be here. he doesn't deserve to experience this sort of affection when his victims are not here to enjoy this holiday? his eyes darken, leaning back against the booth. how many of them had loved ones? were loved ones? he frowns.

maybe he should visit their memorial. or maybe he should go to jigoku and beg enma to fix everything, to relinquish him of this guilt. when every piece of happiness is tainted with the reality of his sins, how can he even enjoy one second of this life?

the bump on his shoulder snaps him back to the present, lids fluttering. what does he want? "my appetite has soured. i keep thinking about those lives i took in my rage. how they would be celebrating if i had an ounce of self-control. how enma refuses to punish me."

his eyes lower, disturbed. "i'm sorry."

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pouting, aster nibbled on the edge of a piece of the fancy appetizer bread that the staff had to refill three times in under five minutes thus far. this was not the first time astraeus had gone out on valentine's day---though typically, it was to hit the bars and find someone to either rail, or get railed by. but it was the first time he was sitting in a fancy restaurant, cozied up with his soulmate (by destiny, or by mistake?), staring down a now-sweating gentleman who had taken pause to survey them both.

'both' being the loose term, for he was certain he was eyeing up tsurya dressed to the nines. who could resist side-eyeing a publicly known figure who was one of the finest things to ever come out of japan?

' i don't care how full i am, i could eat that dude in a heartbeat if he tries anything, ' astraeus mumbled, and quietly looked over to tsurya. in his tantrum, his table manners were abhorrent, his behavior unsuitable, and were he with his family, he knew he'd be getting smacked over the head for his insolent behavior.

yet, tsurya was kind, warm, forgiving as he took up his hand and suggested a menu item to calm his anger.

aster sighed and bumped his head against tsurya's shoulder, always inclined to act the part of the feline that he was.

' mm, that does sound good, ' he said in consideration, squeezing tsurya's hand as he studied the menu on the table, ' what were you thinking about having? '

@astraeusx  ; ' if that guy looks at you funny one more time, i'm gonna eat him alive. ' for tsurya <3

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“ define funny. ” truth be told, he hasn't noticed anyone staring. aster fills every inch of his attention, scooting closer in the round booth until their thighs touch. he thought it would be a nice change of pace for them to have a luxurious dinner in anticipation of valentine's day, taking his mate's hand. “ you must be starving if you're talking about eating people. why don't you go for the thirty-two ounce steak? ”

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rawr. (art by tsukki on twit!)

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call it feline instincts, but as aster watched her move about, he felt something amiss. without evidence or proof, he was without a leg to stand on when it came to these suspicions beyond perhaps a gift from his god-hunting ancestors, who were used to the trickery of the divine and unholy alike. however, it was hardly much use when he couldn't put his finger on exactly what was wrong.

she was cute, small, and petite, but reminded him of something poisonous in her innocence. weren't poisonous plants often bright and colorful to announce what venom lurked in their petals and stems? well, it wasn't worth fretting over. not now. he had a hunch that his usual method of killing first, asking later, would be a detriment, and so he perked up with a bright smile and played along. not that it was hard. astraeus was an expert at slacking off.

' well, give me some clothes and i'll think about it. ' aster paused, thinking. ' ... which i will pay you back for. honestly, i probably should have asked what you were planning on having your staff bring back. '

she wouldn't trap him with nothing but some sort of skimpy costume to wear out of here, right?

IF YOU DON’T DO ANYTHING…

it’s difficult to conceal the distaste in sharpening green eyes, and for a long moment, kagura stares, quiet. sizing him up from his towel-covered crotch to his pretty little exotic face. 

men are so ugly, always wanting a woman to stay in her place, don’t do this, behave, don’t do that. don’t destroy humanity because they don’t deserve it. don’t enslave humanity because they don’t deserve it. if only he knew the talks she was having, the true plans coming together behind guarded doors. honestly, deep in her subconscious, kagura knows what she must do, and like a snake in the soil, she will conceal herself until the precise moment of opportunity presents itself. 

in the meantime, she must keep an a close eye on her enemies. first yaketsu, and now this bastard. can she control him, too? an agreeable smile shapes her lips, eyes softening, as she distances herself from her countenance to formulate a strategy. 

there’s a clear need to manipulate here, but how should she go about it? so far, he hasn’t responded to her body, which is infuriating in itself. does he swing? most men do these days, so should she throw one of her male acquaintances at him? kagura rises from her chair and strides to close the distance, placing a hand on the seat by his head and leaning in. 

“ you think i’m powerful enough to end mankind? ” eyes glitter and gleam. “ that is so sweet. ” as if someone has blown out a candle, her gaze darkens, glancing away. “ but no, i need humans, so i will, begrudgingly, support your cause. now, are we done with the warnings? i want to have a few drinks and dance. you should come with me. ”

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THANK U TO AHJOJING FOR MY WHOLE LIFE... a bonus doodle they did for me 🥺

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     HE HIGHLY DOUBTS JUST ANYTHING IS FINE, but Beck takes his phone and orders just enough groceries for the week. Questions rise, alongside returning guilt as he thinks of the demolished door, the things he spewed while making breakfast, running off, and now using someone else’s money to buy things he can’t afford on his own. After he submits the order, he pauses, and sits back in the chair. 

     “  This is gonna sound weird, but…I’m happy you got to see this side of me. Usually…I’m way more behaved, and people think I’m harmless, they think I’m…normal. It’s exhausting, barely being in control of your own emotions, manipulating people so they don’t trigger you and end up hurt…  ” He stands, leaving his phone and the wallet on the table. “  Breakfast is over, I’ll clean up now.  ” 

     Though he’s not one to obsess over it, Beck prefers a tidy living space. He starts with the kitchen, washing his plate, the frying pan, and wiping down the stove and countertops. Then, he grabs the broom and dust pan, sweeping debris down the hallway, wood splinters, and all. He can’t believe Aster broke his door down just to keep him from giving up. 

     “  So, you’re insanely strong, you talk to cats, and you can turn into a cat. What else can you do? ”

‘ no human is ‘normal’. though i guess you’re the more extreme version of that. ‘

another cracker was popped into his mouth. all humans had their demons--ha, pun not intended, but that was good--and skeletons in the closet, but, usually it was far more manageable than whatever beck had going on. the kid was messed up in the head, for sure, and aster knew he was not capable of taking care of that for him. most he could do, and had done so far, was at least keep him from offing himself in the span of time he was here.

god, what did he get himself into...

eyes trail over to watch beck as he went about cleaning, calmly tidying up the mess that would not have existed if he didn’t have his little break down. ... well, whatever. it was done and dusted now. one week of babysitting, and then he’d leave.

‘ i can turn into an even bigger cat. ‘

tone joking, but technically serious, he tilted his head, looking at beck down the hallway sweeping everything up. he supposed it made sense that was he was wasn’t very obvious. without the pointed tail and pitchfork, how else did humans recognize the many forms of a demon?

‘ technically, i could also steal your soul and take you straight down to hell~ but, that isn’t really my place. ‘

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where else would like to be touched? astraeus was... unfortunately not acclimated to such an open level of communication. there was no mocking tone, no suggestion of dirty talk to it. just a partner who wanted to know how to make him feel good, not smother out any free will he had to take charge. much as he did not mind being tossed about like a sex toy, this was also nice. weird to get used to, but nice.

sucking in a sharp breath through his teeth as mika carried on having fun with his chest, nearly did he slow in his ministrations before remembering himself. lubricant from mika’s dick was in turn swept off by index and middle finger to push into himself, working past the tight sphincter to scissor himself wide. it may be a useless endeavor, and he may as well as go for it.

momentary discomfort aside, he was quite durable.

‘ however you want to touch me is what i like. ‘ his free hand took up one of mika’s hands on the mattress, drawing it back up to his stomach, then his chest. ‘ and you don’t have to be so gentle--i’m pretty tough, y’know. ‘

as if to drive the point home, he finally committed. from an inch teasing at his entrance, to nearly more than halfway inside, and oh--yes, mika was definitely bigger than the last few men he had been with. thick and long, for a moment did he have to pause to simply take in the sensation of being so full, the feeling of being stretched such a wonderful kind of ache.

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‘ didn’t feel so ready, did you, big guy? ‘

teasing in his scolding, astraeus plucked up the bottle of lubricant. embarrassed as he should have been, looking to be all talk and no walk, he honestly didn’t care too much. thanks to mika’s lack of true needling at him about it and how he didn’t seem immediately put-off, aster felt the night still had potential. for the time being. who knew what could spring in to fuck things up later?

well, at least if he came out of this with a mostly good time...

popping the lid back open on the bottle, he shifted slightly to better get good view of mika’s secret monster. no amount of stretching would save him from that. most to be done was to dribble a healthy, generous portion of clear lube down onto the curve of his shaft and ensure he was the slipperiest he had ever been.

‘ i’ve taken bigger, ‘ he scoffed, indignant as he recapped the lube, tossed it out of the way, and reclaimed the length of mika’s erection and--ooh, that was already pretty slick! ‘ i just don’t think most men find it a turn-on to get blood all over their di--ah. ‘

his proud insistence upon being more than capable was ended mid-sentence by the teasing lick against his nipple, the discovered weak point so casually assaulted sending an instant shudder down his spine as he froze mid-pump.

‘ if you’ve been trying to distract me, it’s working. ‘

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the starlight jaguars came into being with the dawn of the universe, cut from the fabric of the night sky, and molded into divine warriors. explicitly granted life for the purpose of guarding heaven’s borders, the jaguars were known for their pride, arrogance, and incredible strength as warriors and guardians. there was an incredible sense of pride tethered to guarding such powerful beings from darker forces, and for some few eons, as the planet their masters claimed to rule over developed, the jaguars were content.

until the creation of man.

stupid, bumbling creatures, mankind did not have a strong start. they were selfish, greedy, impulsive, reckless--and looking fondly upon by the divine beings who had made them into being.

thinking mankind an ill-suited pet project, in secret, some of the guardians of heaven went down to earth, and set about seeing if the humans could prove themselves. they were no match for claws made from stars, and teeth sharper than any spear they could make. shameful, pitiful creatures, the jaguars contested the purpose of adding the protection of man to their duties as higher beings when they were better left to rot.

the cruel and barbaric nature of the jaguars testing the humans came to light, and that then began their banishment.

most were cast straight down to the underworld, down to suffer with the very dark beings they had kept out of the light of the sun, whereas those who had not participated in the tests were granted a choice:

to stay on earth, and gradually lose their memories, intelligence, and power, or to go to the underworld, damned to remember everything they had lost due their hubris.

few went to the underworld. they did not want to face their peers who were angry they did not wholly align with their views, and would rather forget, and become empty shells, as if that may be an easier fate.

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... or so all aster was told, when being taught the history of his family, and the sins they were repenting for. while every historical tale must be taken with a grain of salt, given how things can alter with time and bias, when traveling the world, he felt there to be some kernel of truth to this.

that truth struck him when, in the middle of traveling through a rainforest, he stopped, sensing eyes upon him. looking back, he saw it--a stark-black jaguar, hidden by the shadows of the heavy foliage, watching him. much as he may wish to believe it coincidence that there exists beasts that look something like him on earth, when gazing into that jaguar’s eyes, he could not help but be unnerved.

was it looking at him, trying to remember what it once was? was it one of the original jaguars who fellow, or a descendant? in looking at him, did it see the potential of a different decision made, or could it only feel an emptiness in the effort of recalling what had been?

in the end, both walked away, returning to their separate paths and lives.