When the Devil falls in love even the angels smile.
-Shubham Shukla 

"Jessie no offense but if you ask me if I'm alright one more time you aren't going to be." I glare at my  best friend, who is still shocked at the end of her bed.

The bed me and the Devil just happened to fall asleep together on.

My head and shoulders are raised on the mountain of pillows, one of my hands are free and the injured one is trapped under his clenched one. Xavier himself rests between my legs, head stuffed against my stomach -my shirt rode up and is against his forehead.

His massive frame hangs off the bed just below his knees, where one leg raised and curled around my own. 

In short he's trapped me.

When both me and Jessie tried to pull him away from me, or at least free my hand he actually growled at us in his sleep.

Xavier Wolf truly lives up to his name.

"But you're trapped by the Devil." She sputters, pointing towards his head as if I don't already know.

"I got that, thanks for noticing." I shrug slightly. "Honestly I'm comfortable, can you just let me get back to sleep? Not everyone likes to wake up at eight on Saturday." 

Reminding myself of the time makes me glare at her.

She sends me a sheepish smile and takes a step back with her hands raised. "I swear you both didn't like each other. How did you end up in bed with one another." 

Thankfully, because the old ones hadn't healed, she hasn't noticed the fresh marks and bites on my skin.

Jessamine will eventually.

But if that can be avoided while he's sleeping on me I'll take what I can get.

"Trust me, we're fine now. He apologized and I didn't really hold anything against him in the first place. I don't think me and him will be a problem now, in fact it might be a good thing. Just leave." 

She smirks as if she knows something I don't but she does start to leave, at the door she turns to send me a wink. "I have condoms if you guys-"

"Jessie!" I scold and feel myself flush.

"Just saying. K' I'll leave you guys alone, just find me when you're done. Seems like we're trapped in here for another day. Should have used the guest room." Jessie shakes her head.

"I would have if I'd known he would follow me. I'll be in there tonight and let you and Cal take this, seeing as you guys were practically dry humping your way through the movie before passing out on the couch." I reprimand her with narrowed eyes. If she's gonna tease me I'm going to tease her. "When are you gonna ask him out? We all know you like him. He knows you like him. You know he likes you. What is the problem?"

"I don't know...I'm scared to fuck it up and make him leave. I'm okay with what I have." She says, but doesn't look sure. 

Then Xavier stirs on me.

"Go be scared somewhere else." I joke, and to my surprise she does without a fight.

And then I'm back to sleeping.

-

A few hours later and I accidentally yank on Xavier's hair, making him wince in his sleep.

Blinking the fogginess in my brain away I take a ragged breath, making his lip clip into my belly button piercing -something I didn't have in during Spinning Murder for a reason.

He groans and growls lightly under his breath, sending the warmth of it across my stomach as he makes his mouth center.

I'm confused and raised a eyebrow.

His hand tightens on my own, and his second one grabs my waist. I'm about to question him when I feel his teeth against my skin. I tsk at him in pain, but he kisses my stomach before looking up at me with a dazed expression as I shiver.

"You bit me." I say, moving my hand to his mouth where I poke his canine.

And just like a wolf they're sharp.

"You woke me up," He complains. "It's fair."

I scoff as he buries his face back into me, moving his hand so his massive palm is flat against my ribs. "That isn't fair. At all. Why do you keep biting me?" He shrugs, too lazy to answer me at this point.

It's then I notice how warm I am, how heat floods me when he's next to me.

Human embodiment of hell fire I suppose.

"I've never heard of you biting other people. Why me?" I ask, remembering how much he bit me the night of the party and last night.

Teenagers.

Bah.

"I don't know. You like it so does it matter?" Xavier's voice is muffled, but I stiffen slightly when his mouth moves against me and I feel his teeth again. "Relax." 

"That's pretty hard right now, all things considered." I mutter, half expecting him in his tiredness not to hear me.

But then I feel him smirk.

Great.

"All things considered?" He asks, now awake as he rests his chin on me to meet my eye. The blue is dark now, instead of a light sky it's a dark blueberry color. 

"Yeah," I gulp, as if he finally realizes our intertwines hands pulls his away. Then I realize it's so he can grab my hips as he moves up me. "All things considered." 

Now he's above me, keeping himself level with a grip on my hips and his knee between my thighs. 

"I heard you the first time," He smirks, dipping closer to me. I see my wide eyes in my reflection and I take in how unruly my curly brown hair is. I look like a monster, how can he possibly be looking at me the way he is now. "I just don't know what it means."

 "Some people are meant to stay ignorant." I find myself saying, but I'm too focused on figuring out whether the second color around his pupil is grey or a weird purple. 

It's purple.

If I had to make it it would be purple.

Somehow that knowledge makes me all the more attracted to him.

A loud bang on the door knocks me out of it and I accidentally jerk up, smacking my forehead into Xavier's nose. He glares at me and rolls over, rubbing the now red skin. I smirk and rub my own skin, but much more smug.

There's another bang and I realize Julian is probably at the door.

He doesn't call out, just acts annoying as possible until someone opens it.

Unfortunately this time that someone is me.

With a annoyed sigh I climb out of bed, fixing my shirt as I go.

Throwing the door open I instantly flinch back as he barges in the room, his hand in my face as he grabs my cheek and presses my phone against my ear. With a kick to his shin he backs up, I mute it. "Who is it?"

"Your mom, she wouldn't stop calling and accused me of knocking you up after I picked up the phone and even after I told her that wouldn't happen because gods like me wouldn't mess with demons like you she was insistent either you were dead, somewhere high off your ass, had stolen her money or slutting around." Julian scowls and takes a step back. "I don't know how you deal with that."

Quirking a eyebrow I motion to my wrist. "Obviously not very well, I'm gonna answering this now." 

I say this then shut the door in his face, glancing at Xavier who is now sleeping with his head on my pillow. "Are you going to get up?" I ask. 

"No, come over here. I want to listen." He says, sounding like he means it but very tired. 

I reason with myself that I don't want him to hear it, but he already knows so much. There's not much I can hide from him at this point as sad as that is.

With a small shrug I make my way over to him, climbing on the bed. I realize I'd be much more comfortable with Xavier than not, just because of his body heat, and decide to sit on the small of his back and stretch over him before I unmute the phone on both ends and put it on speaker.

Loud music instantly floods the space and I wince. So she's probably drunk and high and probably got stuck inside a club once the storm hit.. 

"Mom?" I ask hesitantly, hoping she hears my voice and just hangs up.

"There you fucking are. A bitch like you should know how to answer faster, respect your elders and answer when you're called. Even if you're fucking someone like the hoe you are you should know to at least text me." She shouts, angry. 

"I left my phone in the other room." I explain. "My friend answered it, Jessamine's brother Julian."

"You mean just another dick you can fuck. We both know you're such a whore. How did I raise someone like that? So ungrateful. Such a bitch. Are you still there? Or did you kill yourself?" My mother cackles and I feel Xavier's muscles tense slightly. 

I sigh, used to this.

"No, he's just a friend. And you didn't raise me, Dad raised me and then I raised myself. Obviously if I'm still talking to you I'm not dead." I tell her, sarcasm lacing my voice. If I don't answer her she will freak out. 

"Don't mention your father to me, bitch. You're the one that got him killed."

"Yes mother." I drawl, sounding bored as possible so she doesn't know I have tears threatening to come out of my eyes. "Why did you call?"

"I'm locked in this fucking club and I ran out of drinks, I want you to come pick me up." She whines, demanding something of me at the same time.

I take a deep breath, relaxing against him. "I can't. We're trapped by the storm. My cars at home anyway and you can just order more drinks."

"I can?" She asks, sounding giddy. I don't get to reply before she hung up, leaving me and Xavier in silence.

Turning over to get more comfortable after that tenses conversation, Xavier suddenly turns and grabs me to begin lifting my up by my hips.

I squeak and grabs his wrists for stability as he lays on his back and faces me. With hooded eyes he sets me back down in his lap, gently taking my phone from me. His heat encases me again as his arms do, pulling me straight into his chest.

"Why?" I ask, my voice muffled.   

His arms tighten around me, crushing me into his large body.

Once again I notice how big he is compared to me.

"I don't like how she talks to you or the things she says. You deserve more than that." He says, hands moving down to the back of my thighs. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, as much as I can be. I used to that, don't worry." I try to smile at him as he meets my gaze. It doesn't work so I lay my head on his chest.

"That entire sentence makes me worry." He says, lifting my legs around him more. I let him make me straddle him, as it's more comfortable, and listen in amazement as a rumble comes from his chest and vibrates through me.

"Sorry then." I say, feeling unbelievably calm.

"It's okay." He murmurs, just as tired as I am. "Not your fault you have a shitty mom."

"True that." I agree, quickly falling asleep against him.

-

"Did you get the picture?" Someone asks above me. I groan and try to sink deeper into the mattress only to find myself pressing into another person. This has me blinking awake. "Cool -Holy fuck!" 

I jerk as the person under me tenses and moves to the side, presumably grabbing something.

"Next time you try to take pictures of someone," Xavier growls. "Make sure they're already asleep, dumbass." 

"Stop being so grump." I grumble, lightly covering his mouth with my arm as his words fail to sink in. "I'm trying to sleep."

I regret my words as teeth sink into the soft skin of my wrist, making a strange mix of pain and pleasure to flood me.

Gasping, I shoot straight up only to have arms restrain me. 

"Serves you right." Julian sneers.

I gape at him, sending Xavier a warning look when he fails to drop my wrist and bites me even harder. With a smirk he detaches from me, grabbing my wrist in one hand. I know the second Jules and Jessie leaves he's going to do something else. 

"The hell did I do?" I ask, glaring at Jules.

"We want to watch movies but your lazy ass won't get up and you're the one that hacks the website." Jessie explains. "So we came in here to wake you up but you guys were so cute and in a really sexy position so I wanted photos, then Jules came in here to see what was taking me so long and decided to take more pictures on my phone. Then Xavier was awake apparently, stole my phone and deleted all my beautiful pictures. Now here we are and Jules is blaming you for all of it." 

"Why though?" I ask, glaring at her brother.

Julian shrugs with a smirk. "You're a good person to blame everything on, plus if we're in deep shit you always take the fall anyway. Remember that time you punched a-"

"Dude!" I exclaim, glancing at Jessamine's tight expression. "I don't tell her about the shit you get into and you don't tell her about mine. We had a pack." 

"Oops, forgot." He chuckles, scratching the back of his head.

"I bet you did. Airhead." I mutter. 

"You're so mean."

"Do you want the movies or not?" I ask, raising a eyebrow at the Thatch twins. "Because I can always refuse." They both nod, identical expressions on their faces. "Good, now leave so we can wake up properly. I'll meet you out there."

Jessie nods, a small smile on her face. "There's still extra toothbrush and all that jazz in my bathroom." 

"I figure."

They leave and I turn back to Xavier, and I realize while inhaling his scent that neither of us have morning breath, or at least bad morning breath.

I usual don't, and it seems he's the same way.

I wouldn't mind kissing him any time of the day.

There isn't a stronger word than fuck.

But I need one. 

"Xavier do you want to-" I'm cut off with a gasp, because I was right.

He bites me again, in the exact same spot. My legs tighten around him and he smirks against me, pulling away makes me gasps again.

Licking over the spot makes cold air instantly hit it before his warms lips make the skin return to normal.

My eyes open after a second when he grips my hips again. 

It's weird to explain being bit by someone in that way, because it hurts, especially because of his sharp teeth, but it also feels good and I never feel bad after it.

That may be due just to Xavier.

"I can pick any point on your body and I will effect you in the same way, I can have you squirming under me in so many ways." Xavier smirks, licking his lips. "And all it takes is a single bite..." 

My eyes widen at his words and I find my pulse racing as my breath comes out ragged when he wraps his hand around the back of my head, moving me downs towards his mouth.

My neck is captured between his teeth, the skin marked as he moves his tongue against me.

I gasp, my eyes squeezing closed.

He moves away from me, licking across my skin again. 

This time he laughs, knowing exactly what he's doing to me.

"My point exactly." He whispers, grabbing my hips and switching our positions so he can smugly walk away.

After that? 

No way in hell.

I lock my legs around his waist, pulling him straight back down on top of me.

He's still smirking when we kiss, and we both pull away after a second. With a small laugh he wraps his hands around my back and lifts me as he stands straight. I blink in surprise, a million thoughts- -both bad and good- -clouding my mind.

"Lets go get ready, shall we?" He asks, walking towards her attached bathroom. 

"I won't appose to that, but shouldn't you put me down?" I ask.

He shrugs, but doesn't. Soon I find us brushing our teeth together in the bathroom, me on the counter as he stands in front of me.

I begin to think about terms.

We're well past the acquaintance stage.

Friends don't do the things we do.

We cant be friends.

And saying we're fuck buddies would be wrong.

We don't use each other for our bodies.

We're more than strangers.

And it's not like we're dating.

He's not my boyfriends.

We have no actual claim on each other.

And yet he does things to me no one else can.

He makes me feel safe.

And he keeps kissing me, so I must be doing something for him too.

I don't know what.

But it's obvious he enjoys it.

Fingers snapping in my face knock me out of my thoughts and I slowly focus back in on Xavier. I stopped brushing a while ago, it looks like from my clean brush sitting in my hand. I must have gone on auto pilot. "Huh?" I, quite lamely, ask.

"Where'd you go?" Xavier asks, now amused.

"Zoned out, sorry." I apologize, hopping off the counter. We leave our things out neatly on the counter, we walk silently into the living room.

Jessamine jumps up from Cal's lap at the sight of us and Julian is no where in sight. It's obvious how swollen her lips are from kissing but none of us say anything, Xavier just raises a eyebrow at his best friend.

"Where's-" 

I'm cut off by a arm around my neck, yanking me straight into the owners abdomen. 

"I'm here!" Julian sings, tightening his arm as he pulls my face away. "You have some dressing to do." I try to push him away but he just holds me tighter.

"Let go of me you absolute idiot." I hiss, the venom in my voice making him loosen his grip. "What do you mean dressing?"

"Well all your other clothes have blood on them, save for my shirt. I want that one back, I'm tired of you stealing all my favorite clothes." I snicker, doing that just to create a reaction from him. My best friend is quick to steal me away and lead me back into her room.

"So you're gonna wear some of my baggy clothes and your Devil in there will get some of Jules. He's gonna stretch them out though. Julian's taking care of him." Jessamine pouts, sending the room behind us a wistful expression. "I want to see him shirtless, wanna make out with him in front of me and let that happen?"

I shake my head at her, sending her a look. "No, in fact I do not."

"Please?"

"Why do you want us to make out. If you want his shirt off just spill something on him." I say, knowing he's the kind of person that would just do that instead of getting up and getting another one. 

"Or we could play a game and have all that happen anyway." She grins.

"Actually Jessie that idea is-"

"Perfect!" She interrupts me. "Movies are so boring."

I can't help but to agree.