( That's so cold, though. That doesn't sit well with him at all. )

Will they be okay? W-Won't they just be newborns?

Demons aren't defenseless, even newly born. It's normal for them to go off on their own so soon.

[ Which is for the best. No strong parenting skills, as mentioned. As well as the fact demons are content to snack on useless, dependent offspring.

It's a demon eat demon world out there.]

Ah, maybe... but...

( Is it weird to feel attached to them? Probably. )

N-Never mind... Does that mean that they'll be dangerous when they're born?

Not immediately, no.

[He moves, trying to attempt some sort of comfort when he kisses the side of Basil's temple.]

They'll get stronger with time, but they still wont be dangerous to us.

( He closes his eyes at the kiss, blue eyes peaking upwards at the other before he leans against him, reaching for his hand. )

That's good. It'd... be a little sad if they had to go away right away.

[His hand is taken and squeezed lightly.]

Taken a liking to them already? That's cute of you.

( He ducks his head a bit. He feels a little self-conscious. Isn't it kind of weird? )

Uhm... I... I don't know. It feels like I've been taking care of them, so...

You have been taking care of them.

[Another kiss. This time to his temple. Where Basil's duty was to keep them safe and incubate them, it's his own duty to then insure the safety of Basil himself, and see to it that he's taken care of with whatever it is he could need or want.]

And you're doing great. I'm sure they're all very healthy inside you.

( The kisses were comforting, and he responds in turn by shifting just enough to press a kiss to the other's lips. )

I haven't been doing anything different.... I-I've just been doing everything I always do.

And that's what is keeping them safe.

[ The hermit-like lifestyle meant that Basil hadn't been in close contact with any other humans that might realize something was off about him and take it into their own hands to "fix".

He catches the others lips again in a kiss. ]

[There is no harm in assuming. If his courtesan requires love and affection, he'll gladly give it to him. It's not as if he has anything else to do today, and no one would dare bother him right now while he's with the other.

But he will pull him, gently, into his lap, force him to straddle either side of his legs so that he can lazily loop his arms around him and kiss him fully.

He told Basil to take what he wants, to do what he wants. And that still is in effect. If he wants kisses, he should take them. Make his wants known, and Kazuya will be ever so eagerly at his beck and call.

Within reason, of course.]

[All of the affection is returned and more as Basil settles against him, cups his cheek before moving his hands against his chest. It's exactly what he wants, his cute human doing what it is that he wants, taking charge and initiating.

Kazuya sighs fondly through his nose against this kiss, and one hand slides up the back of Basil's shirt, hand splayed across the middle of his back to touch and feel and help hold him there, though only lightly.

Wouldn't want to get too much in the way of the other taking initiative, after all.]

[Always, always, Kazuya will think Basil is cute. The shy way he plays at his skin, the way his tongue licks along his lip to request to deepen the kiss. How can he not allow him to do that? It's an easy relent, parting his lips so he can allow Basil to take charge as Kazuya slowly licks at his tongue.

He won't break that kiss to speak, but there's a tilt of his lip against it as Basil moves, to make himself more comfortable, to press himself more flatly against him and try to grind against him.

The hand on his back trails lower, pinky and ring finger slipping just below the band of his pants.]

( If Kazuya called him cute, Basil would most definitely deny it. He was just-- himself. Nothing more, nothing less. Especially now. He can't view it as cute, nor endearing with the way he wishes to lose himself in Kazuya's affections. His tongue slides into the other's mouth, a quiet moan leaving him as his hips continue to rock against him.

And slowly, his hands trail downwards -- memorizing muscles and the way skin feels under fingertips until they find clothed cock, and he stops to pull himself away for a moment. Breathless and needy, he asks in a hushed tone: )

I... Is it okay?

( He won't proceed without him confirming it. It's... only right for him to do it. Despite where they were and what their relationship was, that was the kind of person Kazuya was. )

Of course it is.

[He'll break him of his constant needing of approval to do something yet.]

Consider this my blanket permission to do and take whatever you want, whenever you want.

[It's his right as his personal courtesan. Anything Basil wants, Basil will get. Especially when it comes to something like this, though right now... He might have to urge a little more delicacy, considering the others state.

He kisses the side of his mouth, lacing the gesture with slow affection.]

( Whatever he wants, when he wants... It's a little overwhelming, but not in a bad way -- and Basil knows that he's not the type of person to say something meaninglessly. )

... O-Okay. You can do the same, too.

( He knows that Kazuya wanted to take this slowly, to an extent. If that was the case, Basil could offer to do the same for him.

With permission, he tugs at pants, hand shifting downwards as slender fingers move to circle thumbs around the tip of his cock, before he wraps a hand around the other. He presses kisses to Kazuya's neck, the other gripping at shirt as his eyes lift to look to see how he might respond. )

[He'll take those words to heart. Eventually. Having a human like this, all to himself, bound to him despite the freedom he offers hits all the right buttons. Especially as Basil obeys unspoken rules, doesn't try to run away from him. His fingers curl against his back, leaving crescent mark shaped indentations in the soft skin there as those lithe fingers circle around the head of his cock, stirring it to life. As they wrap around him and he kisses his neck.

Kazuya sighs through his nose, tilts his head to offer more skin to his human should he want to continue kissing. Should he want to suck marks in return or bite for what Kazuya had done to him, even with the evidence of it mostly faded now.]

I'll make sure to take you up on that as you get more comfortable.

[The teeth garner a good reaction in the form of a soft sigh, hips slightly canting upwards into the hand toying with his cock. He really, really likes this side of Basil. The Basil that sucks so sweetly on the thin skin of his neck, who grazes his teeth against it, dull edge almost too teasing for his own good.

He's going to drive him insane. He's going to make him want to fuck him again. Here and now on this couch as his cock twitches in his warm grasp. He's such a tease and he doesn't even know it.

Kazuya's hand curls into Basil's back a little tighter.]

You're teasing me like this, you know.

( Basil looks upwards from Kazuya's neck, blue-colored eyes looking curiously -- there's some want and need in his own eyes, his own cock hard at the thought of what he was doing bringing some pleasure to the other.

His actions don't cease, as he speaks -- precum only making his grip slick, helping the pace on his cock faster as his hands move up and down. )

I... I could take you.

( If he truly thought he was teasing him --

He could be the one to take the lead this time -- to feel Kazuya inside of him, to feel the pleasure that Kazuya gave him the last time. Would it be safe? Would it hurt the eggs? It was the only thing causing him to hesitate. )

Oh? You want to take me this time?

[It's the way Basil phrases it, like the intent is for him to fuck Kazuya this time. It's laughable, really. No demon would dare attempt such a thing, and surely no human would be so bold as to attempt it either.

Except Basil. It's a misunderstanding, but that doesn't mean there isn't a much keener interest in the way that Kazuya locks eyes with him now, amusement clear in his expression.

One hand moves, wrapping around the small hand jerking him off, forcing him to squeeze Kazuzya's cock a little tighter, move his hand a little slower.]

I might be willing to entertain that idea.

( It feels like Kazuya is leading him, in a way -- he takes those motions as indication to slow down, squeezing his cock once more before shaking his head - ducking his head a bit. )

N... No, I mean--

I could... t-take you in me, like we are now.

( To put in a way that in the least crude way that he can think if. )