Disclaimer: DDS and everything that comes with it does belong to the creators and not me. I don't intend making money out of this (crap).
Pairing: If you squint, then maybe some Heat/Serph oder Serph/Heat or whatever you prefer the most.
Rating: Ah… PG, maybe. Maybe not.
Warnings: Nothing, really. Except a slight touch of cannibalism – it's DDS after all -, and creepy English which may be because English is not my first language. I tried hard anyway. vv; XD

Barely more than a drabble, anyway.

The neck bursts into two and Heat draws in the scent of fresh blood tripping out from under the body.

There is a twisted pleasure he gets from seeing blood, a twisted pleasure of whom he does not know if it already had been part of him. Argilla says he always had been a prick, Sera cannot know, Cielo does nothing more than shrug, Gale comments he has changed along with everyone else, and the leader rarely speaks up.

Heat prefers to think Agni did not affect him in any way and starts devouring the defeated.

Argilla does not, as always. That woman got a nerve and Heat wants to yellt at her for fucking always putting up a show but the moment he opens his mouth Agni's ears locate a low hiss near him.

Heat doesn't need to turn around to know the leader won't tolerate what he was about to do. Despite being host to a demon, Heat is still duty bound. He feels Agni getting frustrated.

The demon growls.

'Quiet.'

Heat so rarely ever heard the leader speaking that he hissed out in surprise. Despite the leader's frail appearance his voice was deep and steady and commanding. He almost forgot its sound.

Agni parts his lips in displeasure. Varna looks him with cold eyes. Heat already knows, but Agni needs longer than him to notice he has lost. He growls again.

'Get going,' the leader says. Heat muses what the sudden source of this talkativity could be, when Varna transforms back into his human form. There is blood around the corner of Serph's lips.

Agni grows hungry again.

Heat ignores him and transforms back as well. The leader eyes him for nothing more than a heartbeat, then he walks away.

From the corner of his eyes Heat can make out Argilla's pink hair.

Heat knows they are supposed to follow. Still, there is something that unsettles him.

'Serph, wait' he says.

The leader stops with his back to him. Heat closes the distance with fast steps.

'There is blood on your lips.'

Heat doesn't tell him he wants to lick it, and he doesn't see it when the leader does it himself.

Suddenly, Heat wonders what the leader's flesh would taste like.