Tom's Perspective

My face was bright red for most of the meeting, eventually calming down as we progressed. Throughout the meeting, Tord continually attempted to touch me out of sight of the camera. He tried to touch my leg, caress my thigh, hold my hand, rub my arm. Any sort of contact that brought us closer. However, I was extremely pissed at him and swatted his needy hand away. Once the meeting concluded, I closed my laptop. The office was eerily silent as I refused to look at the demon beside me. "Thomas, I-." "That's Blue Angel. Now leave my room, you have business elsewhere." I promptly dismissed him. I could practically feel his body recoil from me. I didn't care, because he deserved it. He seduced me in front of the people who held me of the utmost respect. Now they probably think of me as a dumbass. A whore. A gay, stupid, slutty boy. I expected him to leave based on how tense the air was, but my thoughts quickly changed as the demonic being pinned me to my desk.

His grip on my arms were deadly, and his expression fierce. And to think I was the pissed one. His body pressed up against me as his throat emitted a low growl. "Get the fuck off of me Tord, or I'll have you killed within a second." I spat and winced when his claws dug into my arms through my coat. "Then kill me you stupid son of a bitch. You can not misbehave, you disrespectful whore." He growled deeply and drilled holes into my pitless eyes with his stare. Oh, that is it. This ungrateful bitch is really calling me a disrespectful whore after everything I've done for him? "I SAID GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME YOU PSYCHOTIC ASSHOLE!!" I screeched and aggressively kicked him in the stomach with all of my strength and anger. He barely flinched at the action and picked me up, tossing me against the wall. My lungs suddenly forced out air from the shock, and I was left breathless on the ground. I can't transform, I can't die. This can't happen again.

I shakily attempted to get up, not even getting the chance as I was picked up by my tie. He choked me with his method, practically hanging me in his hands. I kept a brave face, not giving up so easily. This man needs a smack of reality. He aggressively threw me against my desk, effectively tossing off everything on it in the process. I gasped for air as the demon towered over me. He swiftly pinned my body down once more, this time harshly sinking his teeth into my neck. I struggled against his grip and continued to gasp for air as his jaws tightened. I can't die. I can't. My flailing decreased as my oxygen did as well. He teeth didn't sink in any further as to snap any bones, but remained a severe threat. This was all a mistake, bringing back a power-mad demon that can obliterate the world. My adrenaline calmed as the Commie stopped his movements, remaining with his teeth buried deep into my flesh. I felt so dizzy that I could barely keep my eyes open.

"What.. What are you doing?" I wheezed out. His grip on my neck slowly loosened before completely releasing. "Owning you." He stated calmly and removed his weight off of my chest. He helped me to catch up on my breath, pressing on my chest when I couldn't do it on my own. I felt so weak. "I'm sorry for what I did. I just.. I want to own you. I want to hurt you." He admitted his sick desires and rested his head on my shoulder. "I'm sorry for my behavior, Thomas. I'm just so frustrated. Now that I'm a demon, I have this nasty heat cycle that teases me. I'm sorry kitten." He purred into my ear and lightly nipped it. I sighed as he let go of my arms completely. I really shouldn't forgive him, after everything he's done. What was he saying about a heat..? I gently pushed off the excited demon and crossed my arms. "You are such a burden." I huffed and he grinned with sharp fangs. "I know." He purred proudly and helped me off of the mess of a desk. "You are an asshole." I scoffed and brushed off my coat.

He playfully purred and helped me pick up the mess he had created. "Really, I am sorry babe." He pushed and I tiredly sighed. "I should lock you up for what you did." I scorned and the demon stared at me with less confidence. I set my broken laptop on my desk and stared back at the male. "You get your shit together and respect me, or else." I threatened and the demon narrowed his eyes, not taking that well. "Yes sir." He huffed and set the last of my supplies on the desk. "And come here." I ordered and he walked over with clear rebellion burning in his eyes. I slowly pulled him down to my height and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. "I hate you." I grunted and the Norski smiled softly. "You too Thomas. I better get back to it, sir." He said and straightened his posture. I nodded and let go of the collar of his shirt. "You do that Red Leader. I'll see you tonight." I said with a smile still evident. He gave me one last kiss before leaving the room with his corrected posture. God, what a mess my love life is. If you can even call it that.

Time seemed slow at first as I dully flitted through papers with tired eyes, but it sped up until my assistant came in to remind me that it was already time for me to rest. I thanked her and she offered a complimentary glass of milk. She had gotten into a rhythm with me, and she knew what I liked. She brought me black coffee in the morning, my favorite type of tea with lunch, and milk before I went to bed. I gratefully accepted the glass, taking a minute or two to drink it properly. Afterwards, I handed the glass back and told her to sign me out for the night. I walked through the halls with soldiers saluting me, some looking sleepier than others. It was already almost eleven at night, so I expected nothing else. Once I arrived at my room, I expected to see a horny Norwegian aggressively scratching at my door like a cat. Instead, he was nowhere to be found. I pulled out my phone and started at it tiredly, adjusting my eyes. I then called the Norski, who immediately picked up.

"What's up kitten?" He hummed into the phone. I could hear gunshots in the background. "Where are you?" I asked with growing tiredness. "I'm down at the shooting range babe, I'm boutta finish up my practice. You want me to come down?" He asked and fired a shot, my ear suffering. "Yes." I responded tiredly before hanging up. I slinked into my bedroom and barely made it to the bed before collapsing. Milk is the ultimate sleep drug, I'm convinced. I dropped my phone carelessly on the floor and wriggled off my uncomfortable clothing, which was quite difficult. I buried my face into the fluffiest pillows ever and sleepily yawned, getting very comfortable with the idea of sleep. After a while of dozing off, my body barely registered the warmth wrapping around me, as well as the blankets being pulled up. "Goodnight min kattunge, sleep well." Tord quietly whispered into my ear. I didn't make an effort to acknowledge his presence, instead letting myself become enveloped in sleep.

I slowly was brought to conscious by an annoying beeping sound. Fuck that alarm, did Tord set it because he thought I used that damn thing? I aggressively tossed it into the trash and turned around, burying my face in Tord's warm chest. I attempted to go back to sleep, already mostly awake. I hate that. Apparently Tord had felt my shifting, because he was awake. "Are you alright kitten?" He tiredly mumbled and I pulled up the blankets more to keep warm. "I wanna go back to bed." I whined and the male slowly rubbed my back. "I'll help you baby." He purred sweetly and let go of me. "Shift around until you get in the perfect spot." He told me and I tiredly shifted, ending up with my chest facing the bed and my face deep in the pillows. My legs were awkwardly splayed about, but it was comfy for me. I hugged the pillow under me tight and relaxed as a very warm hand rubbed my sore back. "Just go back to sleep kitten, I'll protect you." He whispered and helped me to relax enough for a peaceful rest. Before I completely drifted off, his warm hand slowed and stopped in the center of my back. It was comforting there, me knowing that he was beside me the whole time. "Goodnight." I whispered to the demon next to me and fell asleep.

I awoke later to my assistant gently knocking on the door. Violet was always the gentle type, that's why I liked her as my assistant. Tord was still asleep next to me, with his hand resting on my back. I reached over and rubbed his cheek, smiling when his eyes opened. "Hi kitten." He purred and yawned, stretching his back. "Violet I'm awake! Just wait in my office." I yelled to her and she quickly stopped knocking, walking away. I sleepily blinked and sat up, yawning. The larger demon beside me acted similarly, but his yawn was much deeper. It's strange how that demonic blood works. It changes everything but your soul, and even that is deeply affected. I'm lucky that Tord's medical staff has a pill to suppress those demonic urges, because otherwise I would have gone insane. I would have murdered like Tord. I don't understand how he can live like that. Tord even refused to take the medicine, according to his main doctor. He "Didn't want to change who he was" or some bullshit.

I rubbed my face and slinked out of bed, washing my face off. I heard the loud creak of Tord getting off of my bed, following me. "Kitten I have to piss-." He whined and I dried off my face. "Can't you wait one second?" I huffed and Tord whined again, clearly having to go. "Don't be an ass, I need to piss. And I'm not pissing in front of you, mainly because neither of us have a piss kink." He hissed and practically shoved me out of the bathroom. I stumbled out and grumbled. Fuck did he mean? Who in their right minds has a piss kink? I mumbled angrily to myself and got dressed, tossing off my boxers and putting on a freshly cleaned uniform. Without access to my bathroom, I had to wait even to comb my hair. I stood in front of the door and waited while fixing my tie. The door opened up, to a much less irritated Tord. "Didn't know your bladder was sensitive." I commented and stuffed my hands into dark blue coat pockets.

Tord shrugged and fixed his loose tie. "I didn't used to, I think this form just isn't very functional. It's still a "work in progress" body." He explained and sourly scoffed. "But it really sucks ass. I have to go piss like every hour of the day. I feel like a damn pregnant woman." He complained and seemed to relax as I placed a kiss on his cheek. "Oh, you'll be fine. It's only for a little while longer." I assured him and he fished out a small bottle from his pocket. "Kitten can you help me put this on? I don't want to do it." He admitted and held out the bottle to me. I examined it to see that it was a prescribed medicinal lotion of sorts, for his peeling skin. "Sure, just lay down and try to relax. Tell me if it hurts." I told him and the male pulled off his clothing, laying down. I gently massaged his heavily peeling arm first, moving on to other sensitive and bleeding spots as well. He would hiss and bite the pillow under him, but not say anything. He was trying to tough it out like a good soldier. I tried to be gentle with his shedding skin, but it was hard. It had become flakier and peel-ier over night, and if I twitched my hand while rubbing the underside, he would hiss in pain and tear up. It seemed like a terrible condition to be in, yet he had accepted this new leader position regardless.

"Are you sure you don't want to take time off until you shed? It seems so painful." I questioned and Tord stared back at me from over his shoulder. "Mm... I suffered much worse in training for the army. I don't need it." He dismissed the thought and hissed loudly when I accidentally twitched my hand, lightly hitting his peeling and bleeding skin. "Well you aren't under that pressure any more Tord.. You can relax, I can take care of you." I tried to convince him and the demon under my care smiled softly. "Alright kitten, I give up. Take me into a life of luxury. But as soon as I'm better, I'm going back to work." He said like it was a threat. I chuckled and smiled at the male who was purring softly. "Whatever you say babe." I said with a warm smile and gave him a gentle kiss. He purred louder and relaxed under my hands. Soon his little patch of sensitive skin was treated, and I was laying down next to him.