this is a small test of my upcoming supernatural story i guess? yeah

andy being a demon never bothered joe, not any more than patrick being an angel or pete being a bloodsucker. and it certainly didn't bother joe when andy came out about it, the first time they fucked in the back of joe's old car and andy had tried to hide the fact that he had wings but when he shed his sweatshirt, they came out wide anyways and joe had to tell andy not to scratch up his van because the walls are hard as fuck to replace.

andy being a demon wasn't a big deal, joe was about the only human he knew other than mikey, but even mikey was considering going werewolf. joe didn't really think much of it, it was just something that happened.

christmas, however, was when things got strange.

there are around seven types of demons, andy had told him, "succubi, grims, beelzen, legion, drudes, mammonians, and belphegorians."

andy was a grim, a demon of pride which was all right and fair except that part of being prideful meant that they had to have absolutely everything for christmas (although, demons didn't really celebrate christmas, they despised it. they celebrated a little thing called satannia in anticipation for the day that the world would unanimously end.)

and the first year satannia came around for andy and joe, andy said to joe with a grin, "we should have a really big satannia this year."

"yeah?" joe had replied, immediately a little unnerved.

"mhmm," andy had said, laying in bed, half naked beside joe while joe cuddled up against the warmth of him.

joe looked up at andy who was staring up at the ceiling and without further ado, he swung a leg over andy's torso and pinned his arms above his head and said to him, "we don't have much money this year."

"i know," andy replied, looking down at joe, "it's something i've just been thinking about..."

"you aren't a legion, andy," joe said, "and thank god, because i would be in about 10 times more shit than i already am with you."

andy chuckled.

"but, maybe if we have the funds next year, we can think about it," joe said, "i know you wanna show off. but... maybe you could show something else off?"

andy raised an eyebrow, "hmm?"

"well," joe pulled off his shirt slowly enough for andy to get what he was implying, "i mean."

"i'm not an incubus."

"that's good," joe grinned, "because i know how many sex parties they throw. i've been to a few. not my thing."

andy laughed but soon enough it gel grew quiet and he pressed joe down beside him before crawling on top, "maybe this christmas..."

andy pulled down joe's jeans, "maybe this christmas, we could do this all day."

"i wouldn't be opposed," joe grinned and gasped as andy ghosted his fingertips over joe's boxers.

"i would hope not."