Verdreht Liebe

Daemon tapped his foot on the floor of the train station, idly passing the time with a rubix cube in hand. It wasn't as fun anymore. Solving it once solved it forever when you had en eidetic memory.

He looked up as an odd looking man sat on the bench beside him.

Thinking nothing of it, he turned away and back to his game.

No you idiot, that is not what I said. No get back to it and do it right for once. Weider growled, feh, the incompetent shadow wolf seemed to get dumber by the day.

His tail lashed silently. It and his horns would be invisible to any annoying, ignorant human about.
Speaking of which, there was one he was now sitting next to. Well he looked human in the least, it was quite easy to realize he wasn't. Not that Weider particularly cared at the moment.
He was too caught up in his thoughts.
If that damned mutt messed anything up one more time...

Trying not to stare so much at the other man, Daemon's curiosity mounted as he saw the flicker of a long, demonic tail in his peripherals. Direct eye contact would cause it to disappear from sight but you could see it when you weren't looking for it.

He frowned as his need to know began to take over. Staging a frustrated sigh, Daemon slumped back against the bench and put his arms back behind his head, crossing his legs to bob a foot.

"Man, this train is taking forever!" He complained in a whiny voice. Anything to make the mask look real.

"It'd almost be faster just to walk wherever wouldn't it?" Weider chuckled.
Which was probably true. How long had they been sitting there now?

And what an actor this other man was. Really.

"Hm, so where would you be headed?"

"Not sure." Daemon relented with a shrug, not looking at the other enticing man. "Guess wherever I'd feel like being at the moment. You?"

"I'm more so just out for the people watching." He replied, "Probably end up going downtown later to meet a few people."

A stay dog walked by, cocking its head and the weird thing swishing back and forth. It washed it for a moment, before trying to chomp down on the end of the twisty thing.

Its always going to be dogs isn't it? Weider thought to himself, flicking his tail sharply, scaring the mutt away. For safe measure, his tail slid up onto the bench next to him. It wasn't a chew toy thank you.

Daemon couldn't help the slow smile that twisted its way onto his lips at the dog. Yep. He wasn't any crazier than he already was. The man had a tail and horns, from the look of it.

"People watching, huh? I always prefer to go to the downtowne clubs for that. People are much more interesting when stoned beyond comprehension." He scooted a bit, finally meeting the man's eyes. "I'm Daemon. You?"

Huh, that name sounded familiar for some reason.
"Weider."
And now that the demon was actually looking at Daemon, he had to say, he wasn't bad looking whatsoever. Quite the opposite really.

Daemon continued to smile easily, surveying the man in front of him. One word.

Sexy.

"Where would you like to be right now, Weider?"

Well in Daemon's pants for one. Weider chuckled silently.
"In what way do you mean? Location wise, or accomplishment wise?"

Daemon smirked. Odd word choice, possible flirtation. Well, two could play at that game.

"I believe that what you're doing depends on both. Or, if I may, whom."

He added in a wink for good measure.

A light smirk tugged at Weider's lips, sexy and somewhat of an intelligant smartass, nice combination.
"Then theres quite a fe things on my list." He chuckled, "and you?"

There was a whine.
...if that stupid dog was coming back.

Daemon shrugged. This was fun...

"Depends on the circumstance."

Weider chuckled, "I think that goes for everything."

"Ooof course it does."

Daemon paused.

"So tell me, why is a Demonic God of Lust at a train station?"