( Why is that sexy. Stop that. Shealtiel's heart beats a little bit at the descriptor, but he's glad that Akira seems to understand not to touch him when he's like this. It helps keep the mood lighter, and he's that much closer to a laugh from the ridiculousness of the rest of it, now.

He's just distracted by rocking bods and demon ripping. )

I don't need to be saved, you know. I can handle myself against demons, even if I do respect that you're continuing to fight them despite becoming part of one yourself.

( He shoves more ramen into his own mouth to keep his thoughts clear, pure and holy. After that... )

You actually read? What kind of books?