Reno, Luxord decided, was the most fun human he'd ever come across. Prone to violence, and not overly intelligent, but very, very clever. Very sly. He could respect that in a human, insomuch as he could feel respect. The thought stopped him for a moment. That's right, the blond thought, he could feel now. In death, he'd gotten his heart back. His hand reached up to see if he could feel a heartbeat- still nothing. Ah, well, it mattered little. Luxord chuckled and slid into the redhead's bed, wrapping an arm around the slimmer man. Reno's soul was forfeit, and a raw, animal hunger spread through Luxord at the thought of being the one to 'break him in', so to speak, once Crowley came to call for payment. This one human, this little Italian, he would replace Axel, and it would be better. The blond sighed gently, chuckling to himself. What Crowley had probably not counted on was that treachery deep in Luxord- he did not intend to be yet another minion to yet another power-hungry master. No more of that, he whispered to himself. He would not, of course, rebel. That was foolish, and unintelligent. The shorter demon had a good set up, and he was a good master. But Luxord would flee, and take Reno with him, once the man was a demon. Somehow, he would make it to another world, and stay there, with Reno. And there, all alone, he would make Reno fall in love with him. It would be perfect.
