Sweet
Author's Note:
There's not enough Amaimon love out there D: He deserves love! After all, who doesn't love a sugar-crazed, human-shaped demon? I do :D I know he's a bit OOC here *hides under desk* but how am I supposed to write about a demon with a sugar overdose? This is Fluff. Pure Fluff. Why? Cause fluffs are my life.
Amaimon was going to get it. And it was going to hurt.
You didn't care how powerful the bastard was, or how much he loved candy. He had stolen your sweets stash, and he was GOING to get it.
You kept following the trail of candy wrapping.
"_-san!" Your prey came out of nowhere, bouncing slightly
"What the…"
"Do you have more candy?" He jumped up, and down. Up. And down.
And then he licked your neck.
"Ne, _-san! You taste sweet… just like candy!"
"YOU SICK BASTARD!"
And that's when you hit him.