6. Asmodeus
Az wandered around the apartment while Gabe got dinner going. He was apparently going to "throw together" some pasta with homemade sauce he had frozen. The apartment wasn't huge by any means, but Gabe had made it cozy. The living room had an extremely comfortable couch, and Az tried not to think of ravishing Gabe on the couch. Or over the arm of the couch. Or leaning over the back of the couch.
The kitchen was an eat-in with a decent amount of counter space for its size and a nice, sturdy, round wood table with four chairs. Az thought the table could hold the weight of someone quite easily. He tried not to picture rimming Gabe while he was laid out on the table like a feast, legs dangling down over Az's shoulders.
The bathroom was actually very spacious for the size of the apartment. There was a toilet, sink, and walk-in shower, and then there was a separate tub, which was large and appeared to have jacuzzi jets. The shower looked big enough for some stand up sex. Maybe holding someone against the wall? And the tub could fit two people if one was riding the other.
There was a small home office, which could've served as a second bedroom, he supposed. It was small, but there was a desk and a comfy office chair. It looked to be the perfect height for him to kneel down in front of it and suck Gabe's dick into his mouth. It probably wouldn't hold up for sex—the arms would totally get in the way—but he thought he could sweep some papers off the desk and manage to fuck, or be fucked, on the desk.
Az shook his head. Ok, so he was a lust demon. It wasn't his fault he thought about sex. Frequently. In fact, this was probably the longest he'd gone in years without making someone horny and watching some sex acts occur. Az actually didn't partake in sex every time himself; he hadn't lied when he'd said his orgasm wasn't necessary. Az got satisfaction in watching other people get their satisfaction. Of course, he welcomed a good orgasm and enjoyed it, but unless someone very specifically wanted him involved, he tended to watch as opposed to acting in the scenes his lust vibes got started.
So it was with some hesitation that he headed toward what had to be the bedroom. Az wasn't used to being horny; this feeling of wanting to see someone satisfied and not being able to was quite uncomfortable. Sex surrounded Az all the time, so he actually didn't think about it all that much when it wasn't occurring. This was sort of a new experience for him. He suddenly had sympathy for all the horny, unfulfilled humans. Although there was always masturbation. Still, Az didn't think that would be nearly as satisfying as watching someone else achieve gratification.
He meandered into the bedroom and tried not to stare at the bed, which was of course the central point in the room. He looked away and noticed bookshelves and a table with an aquarium on it. He walked over, completely distracted. Was that…?
"Beelbufo? Is that you?" Az asked, staring intently at the blue and orange frog. "And you got a makeover! I like the colors!"
Beelbufo gave a ribbit in response, and Az idly wondered if Gabe realized he had a demon frog living in an aquarium in his bedroom. He giggled a little thinking about telling him.
"Does Gabe have any idea…" Az started, but he didn't even finish before Beelbufo was ribbiting and croaking in reply. Az couldn't help it, he started laughing.
"Everything ok in there?" Gabe called out from the kitchen.
Az moved the lid off the aquarium, reached in, and Beelbufo hopped into his hand. They made their way toward the kitchen, where Gabe was stirring pasta in boiling water.
"Oh," he said, turning to face Az and Beel, "you found Mr. Frog."
Beel croaked grumpily and Az threw his head back and laughed again. "Mr. Frog?" he asked. Beel ribbited and croaked a rather long winded response at Az.
Gabe just looked puzzled. "I can't tell if he likes you or doesn't; he doesn't usually make so much noise."
"Do you realize," Az asked between chuckles, "that you've been housing a demon in an aquarium for about… twenty years, according to Beel?"
Gabe's jaw literally dropped. "Are you telling me Mr. Frog is a demon?" he asked incredulously. "But, he's my pet! He likes me! Grams never said he was a demon!"
Az was in full fledged giggling territory now, and both Gabe and Beel were giving him dirty looks. He couldn't help it though. This was too hysterical.
"Explain!" Gabe demanded, pointing the wooden stirring spoon at him dramatically. Beel threw in a few ribbits for good measure as well.
Az managed to get himself under control. "Well, Grams may not have known. Beel is a very lesser demon—don't you croak at me, Beel, it's true—and I can't imagine she'd have been able to understand him. His name is Beelbufo, and although he is quite adamant that I not tell anyone in the underworld about his nickname, he said you may continue to call him Mr. Frog.
"He also said he prefers the food from Marty's Pets as opposed to the chain store, and he's hoping you guys will still do horror night while I'm here, because it's his favorite night of the week." Beel ribbited again. "Oh, and he likes when you pet his back while you guys watch television." Az started chuckling again. He just couldn't help it.
Gabe looked mortified. "Oh my god. I can't believe I've been keeping a demon hostage for twenty years."
Beel ribbited again, and Az assured Gabe, "He does not at all feel like he's been taken hostage, and he has had a blast living with you—aww, that's sweet, Beel—and he has no desire to be sent back yet, so he said don't you dare use his true name to do a revocation."
Gabe looked slightly less panicked, and Az stared hard at Beel, adding, "In fact, I don't even sense the summoning spell on him anymore. It would've worn off once his primary purpose was achieved, so he literally could have gone back to hell at any time. He's chosen to stay with you. Isn't that adorable?"
Gabe just rolled his eyes and Beel croaked grumpily. Az couldn't help laughing again. "You guys are two peas in a pod. No wonder he didn't leave."
"I can't believe I've had a demon for a pet for twenty years. Although with Grams you'd think I would've guessed it wasn't a normal frog," Gabe grumbled. The timer went off, and Gabe turned back toward the stove, grumbling under his breath some more.
Az smiled and walked Beel back to his aquarium in the bedroom. "Unless you'd like to join us for dinner?" Az asked as he walked.
Beel ribbited, and Az replied, "Yes, it is decorated very nicely, and I could tell it was hot and humid when I put my hand in to get you out. You always were a lazy demon; I'm sure this whole foray into the human world as a pet has been right up your alley. I'll leave you to it then," Az said, placing the demon back into the aquarium.
He put the top on, and as he was walking out of the bedroom, he heard a distinctly female voice coming from the kitchen. If he had to guess, he'd say the wild, fun sibling had just dropped in to check out Gabe's newest demonic acquisition.
Although he was vaguely sexually frustrated, Az had to admit that this was probably the best time he's had in eons. He couldn't wait to see what other surprises this delightful family was going to bring his way.