( Each kiss, each touch, only further ignites that need that Basil feels. He's breathless and his entire body feels hot. He grips tightly onto Kazuya's shoulder, responding to their movements with a quiet gasp. )

Don't... Don't go away again.

( It's almost as if he's begging him., voice desperate and a bit weak.

Perhaps it is quick, but even as shy as Basil was, he could be forward when push came to shove -- and carrying the eggs didn't help matters, either. Kazuya had been encouraging enough for Basil to take the step forward to try to take the lead again as he had.

But, with his inexperience and excitement of it all, it won't take long for him to reach his own climax, his movements becoming all the more desperate -- fingers working up and down his cock as he attempts to take as much of Kazuya inside of him as he can, crying out quietly for the other. )

[His inexperience really does make it all that much sweeter. He's tensing around him, he can feel the way his body twitches and tenses around him as he drops down on him again and again. ]

I won't. I just, ah, had to get some matters settled.

[Like their new living space. But the way Basil takes him all the way to the hilt is a little distracting, and Kazuya huffs a needy little groan of approval, the grip he has on Basil's hips tightening to the point light bruising might be visible later. It's too hard to not entirely manhandle him as he pulls him down harder and harder as he bounces in his lap, the wet, slick noise echoing in the room.]

Come for me..?

[It's a request, but one purred against his throat as he kisses him hotly.]

( Kazuya grips onto hips roughly, almost too tightly -- and all Basil can do is whimper quietly in response, any pain replaced with the pleasure that fills his very core when Kazuya pulls him down once more.

He wouldn't mind the bruises later. It would be a reminder of the time they spent together, a reminder of just who he was at this point in time to the other.

But then he speaks again, and Basil gasps lightly - pushing himself towards those kisses. They're wet and hot, but it warms him all over, and even now, he feels like he can't get enough of any of it.

Still, his pace quickens, and the grip around his cock tightens. )

I-I'm -- close.

( He responds to his earlier words. The sounds he makes become a little more desperate, a little more needy until he freezes for a moment, his seed emptying into his hand, the corner of his eyes stinging with hot tears. Though, even as he rides out his climax, he doesn't stop moving. He'd keep going until Kazuya finished, too. )

[Basil cums all over his hand, and Kazuya huffs a soft, pleased sound as he tenses around him briefly, only to continue to bounce on his cock in a clear bid to get him to cum as well.

Well, he won't leave him waiting. He kisses the tears from the corner of his eyes in something like affection, helping the other boy along by continuing to lift and pull him up and down. He'll be kind, this time. To not hold out and continue his own pleasure at the others expense, not when he's carrying something that's precious to him, at least in the interim.

Another sound is made as he pulls him back down one final time, and his cock throbs and pulses as he cums thick ropes inside of him.]

Good... You're so good.

( Kazuya comes, and Basil feels himself simply taking in that feeling. He feels so full of the other, and he can't help but think of how warm it feels. It's a strangely fulfilling feeling, and his chest swells with fondness for Kazuya.

He looks up at him, face flushed and some exhaustion evident in his gaze. He's still breathless as he leans against Kazuya, simply wanting to bask in the other's warmth for a moment. )

I'm glad... ( He says softly. ) That's what I wanted for you.

How kind of you.

[He teases while he lets his human bask in his warmth. His hands stay on his hips, though his grip lightens and he rubs his thumbs gently over the skin which will undoubtedly end up bruising in an attempt to soothe the area.

I think we'll have a rather fruitful partnership at this rate, don't you agree?

[That question comes on the heels of him kissing just under Basil's ear, laced with affection.]

I... I don't know if there's a word for what we are...

( Basil answers honestly. A soft sound escapes him at the kiss, and he leans forward to bury his face against the other's chest. )

I still don't know about the eggs either, but I like being with you...

[Kazuya give small hum of acknowledgement to his words, letting his warmth seep into him, and enjoying the closeness himself in turn.]

You might come to enjoy carrying them, you know.

[It's a big ask, but it also doesn't stop him from trailing a hand around to Basil's stomach, where his brood lay ever so safely nestled inside him. Just a small touch, a gentle reminder.]

I promise you won't be hurt by it.

( Basil reaches then, placing a hand on the one on his stomach, looking back to Kazuya. It doesn’t really matter if it hurts or not. What matters is: )

I just don’t want them to get hurt.

( He isn’t so sure if he’ll enjoy carrying it. It’s nerve-wracking to him. He doesn’t know what to really expect. )

They'll be fine.

[There's no reason to think otherwise, even after they get tossed back into the demon realm. Though whether that's because of their inherent power, or because they're smart enough to hide, who could say?

It'd make everything a lot easier for him if they were simply weaklings who hid. Less of a chance at having to deal with demons getting too big for their britches later on.]

Have you made a deal with someone else like this before?

( How else would he know? It's an innocent question, really. )

Not quite a deal, no.

[He shakes his head, giving a small hum as he thinks about it.]

Would have been the last time I was here in the human world, I think. I got attached to a pair of humans. But that was a long, long time ago. They're probably dead by now, honestly.

... I'm sorry.

( Basil knows what it's like to lose someone so important. He gently reaches, fingers brushing against the other's cheek. )

If they aren't... Maybe you could still see them.

It was hundreds of years ago. From what I know, humans generally don't live past a century.

[Besides, that he'd ever known them at all was enough.

He'll gently grab Basil's hand, pulling it away. Not to be dismissive, but simply to hold.]

You don't need to be sad for me. I'm alright.

( His fingers intertwine with his. )

...

You're... You're strong. It's really difficult to say good bye to anyone special.

( He can't imagine seeing his loved ones going older when he won't age. )

A human might die, but their soul lives on. One day, I'll see them again, even if they're not how I remember them. Only humans worry about dying and death, you know. There's far more to a life than the flesh.

( Everything seems so much more complicated now that Basil has entered the world of demons, to say the least. He wonders how much more things would change for him — beyond what has already changed.

Still, this is a conversation to save for another time. Basil glances up at Kazuya, offering him one last look of sympathy before he speaks again. )

Uhm… I-I’m going to move, Kazuya….

( He’ll start to shift then, lifting himself off of his lap with a soft sound. )

… I hope that… we can stay together for a long time.

[ Basil earns a soft grun as he finally slides off him, his cock having softened considerably since he came.

It's a little disappointing, the other had quite frankly been a wonderful weight in his lap, and a warm spot for him aside. He supposes he'll need a shower now anyway. ]

We'll be together for the rest of your natural life, as was the agreement.

[ Silly human.

Kazuya stretches, a few napkins appearing in his hand to tidy himself up before tucking himself back into his pants. ]

Was there anything else you need before I leave you to get used to your new room?

( Basil can't help but feel his heart sink in disappointment when he announces that he's leaving. Perhaps if these were normal circumstances, he could ask for Kazuya to leave, but the relationship between one another wasn't normal. Besides, he needed to get clean himself.

He shakes his head a bit. )

N... No. I'm okay.

I'll see you later, Kazuya...

( He won't ask when he'll see him again. He knows that it won't be too long now, not when the eggs are coming soon.

And the time when the eggs are ready doesn't take long. Basil can feel the way his stomach becomes heavier in what feels like little time at all, his hunger growing and body becoming all the more sensitive to movement. It feels more difficult for him to walk around without feeling sore, and he feels himself becoming tired far more often. Still, he doesn't leave his room. There's a part of him that's too scared to do that much with other demons roaming around. Even with Kazuya's reassurance, his experience with other demons have left a rather sour taste in his mouth.

On one particular afternoon, he feels a strange sort of pressure that he's not used to in his stomach. Pushing himself to stand from the plant he was tending to, he puts a hand to where the eggs rested, a small sound of discomfort leaving him. He... had to find somewhere comfortable to rest. Did this mean that the eggs were ready...? )

[ Kazuya is attentive to Basil and his needs insofar as he can be while making plans for an absolute demonic take over. There are matters to address, and lesser demons to corral into better positions. Things are beginning to take shape, and it shouldn't be much longer before he makes his first move.

Basil however, proves to be the matter that needs most attending to. Kazuya is a demon, yes, but he makes sure to keep his promises. Their connection through their contract gives him the inkling that something is up to begin with. He doesn't bother knocking, simply teleports right in to the others room to check on him. ]

Are you alright?

[ He's fine, but he knows it's really the only question he can ask in the moment as he moves towards his side to help with whatever he might need or want. ]

( Kazuya appears out of seemingly no where, and Basil jumps a bit and turns towards the other. A hand is at his stomach, but he shakes his head. )

I'm okay, Kazuya-- ( His voice is a little strained. The more time passes, the more he's feeling pressure. )

S-Sorry. I know that you're busy.

Don't be sorry.

[This is, after all, what he wants.

His hands meet Basil's shoulders, and he moves to try and guide him towards his bed, towards a flat surface that he can lay back against, that he can prop himself up against if that's what he chooses.

His comfort is important for this, because it's going to be uncomfortable.]

I'm here to help you with this. You don't need to worry.

( He lets him guide him without any protest, shifting enough to lay on the bed - gently moving to grip at Kazuya's hand.

How much would it hurt? There's no denying the worry in his eyes, despite what's said to him. He isn't ready for any of this. Even so... )

I...

I trust you, Kazuya.

[He'd argue that trusting a demon isn't a particularly good or smart move, but that seems like not the best course of action in the moment, when his attention is split elsewhere like divesting Basil of his pants and underwear.]

It'll be uncomfortable, [He says as he works, presses a kiss to Basil's forehead to try and ease his worries with affection. It's something that's worked in the past, and so he uses it now.] but you can handle it. It shouldn't take too long for you to lay them. You might even find you miss it after.

( His pants are removed, and he doesn't have the mindset to protest. It's uncomfortable, and the pressure--

His thoughts are cut off when he feels pain spike through his body, a soft cry escaping him as he tries to shift - tries to sit up and a hand moves to his stomach, looking to Kazuya almost helplessly. )

H... How? How would I-- ( miss it? If this was just the start, then why would he want this again? Then again, he didn't have a choice at this point in time. )