Hey, this is my first Nora fic!

Yaoi!

I don't own Nora: The Last Chronicle of Devildom.

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Neither of them knew how it happened.

Why it happened.

When it happened.

They of course know what happened.

They kissed.

(Well are kissing.) But neither of them wanted to stop. They were just living in this moment, revelling in the sensation of the other's…everything. (Well not as everything as one would want…yet)

Kazuma had been the more vocal of the two, making all sorts of pleasure edging the demon further. Over the edge. Kazuma's shirt was unbuttoned when he started making those noises and off not long after, and now Nora was working on his pants. (While Kazuma the more practical of the two already had the demon's pants down, if he had taken off the shirt their kiss would be interrupted. And no one wanted that.) Made one sound that neither of them wanted to hear. It was a sound of slight distress, of protest, it also made Nora stop and break them apart. Kazuma (a human) needs air faster and more often then Nora (who is a demon.)… (Damn huh?)

As Kazuma gasped for his much need air, Nora noticed the delightful blush, the half-lidded eyes, his obvious want, need. Nora smirked to himself, he did that. Kazuma was breathing easier now but had made no move toward the pant less demon.

Now he (Nora) didn't know what to do.

Would things go back to the way they were before?

Would everything change drastically?

Nora finally decided this was a bout of teenaged human hormones, and started to pull up his pants.

"I forbid." The collar started to choke him, but not enough for him to collapses on the floor in a heap. Nora looked back over at Kazuma (who hadn't re-dressed himself.) "Are you that incompetent you would let something go half finished?" Nora was still looking at his human. "Are we going to finish this? Or are you going to sleep on the floor?" he was smirking.

Nora was frozen. "Come here stray and finish what you started." Nora didn't need anymore of an invitation. (If I could go into greater detail I would, but what happened wasn't just actions that happened next, it was feeling, heat, hunger, passion. Simple as that, but they both will be limping for a while.)

In the afterglow, the were a tangled mass, you could hardly tell one from the other. One last thing was heard in that room before they each fell into the realm of dreams was; "You may be a stray, but you're my stray. And I don't plan to let go."

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