Over the weekend, Kristopherson was visiting his parents at their home in order to have aide on his project. He was designing clothing patterns that would suit fit supernaturals comfortably and opening a store in Gehenna that would sell them and other sewing supplies. Fabric, needles, pins, thread, and other things would become readily availible to the public along with other trinkets. His mother had also come up with designs as well, and it was essential that he receive them.
He sat in what used to be his room, sewing away at a prototype with the help of his friend, Logan, working on another. The poor incubus' hands were covered in adhesive bandages as he tried his best to make himself useful. With practise, he had gotten rather proficient at sewing on buttons, so that became his task.
"How are things going, darling?" questioned Missus Miles' as she walked into the room. She had clothes draped over her arm as she took a drag of her cigarette with her other hand.
"It's going." the wolfman replied. "I need to find people to try these on when I'm done, though."
"I could take some with me." offered Logan. "I can ask around."
"Good plan."
"Speaking of which, Logan dear, you have a tail, normally, yes?" inquired Kristopherson's mother. "Could you try these on and tell me how it fits?"
"Uuuh… Sure." bashfully answered the incubus, taking the clothes from the woman's hand.
"I'll leave you to it, then." the woman replied. "Oh, and Krissy darling, what did you think of those shirts I sent you?"
"The neck was too small after I transformed." her son stated, turning around and gesturing around his neck. "At the base. It got caught."
"Drat. Did you take new measurements?"
"Yeah." Kristopherson said, digging around on his desk. He pulled out a slip of paper before handing it to his mother.
"Thank you. I'll make adjustments." Missus Miles said, turning and walking out of the room. She waved a little at the incubus on her way out and shut the door.
With a small sigh, Logan held up the pants and examined the hole for the tail. His gaze then fell to Kristopherson as a slight blush appeared on his cheeks. Standing up, he replaced himself in the seat with the pants as he set them down momentarily.
"Uh… Can you look the other way for a second?" Logan asked, prompting the other to do as requested.
"Sure thing." Kristopherson answered, turning his gaze to the surface of his desk as he heard the sound of a zipper. He found it a bit odd that the other was so bashful about being seen without his pants on, as he had many people on call who had seen him fully nude. Now that thought made Kristopherson blush.
"Shit..." he heard muttered behind him.
"Something wrong?"
"I can't… I can't get my tail through the hole and the pants don't fit..."
"Need help?"
"No! I mean… Kinda… It's embarrassing!"
"Why? You've got underwear on, don't you?" questioned the faux-blonde before pausing momentarily to speak. When he was met with silence, however, he raised an eyebrow. "Logan?"
"They don't make underwear with tail holes, you know..." answered the incubus with much hesitation.
"Oh my god..." Kristopherson said allowed. "Nothing?"
"No… It's not like you can just cut a hole… If it's too small, it'll cut into you, and if it's too big, there's no point in wearing underwear at all..."
"Well… Can you take off the pants and cover yourself? Give them to me, I'll figure them out..."
"Okay..." Logan replied, slipping off the trousers before putting his own back on. Rather, what he could fit, as these were his "running around in London" pants that didn't accommodate for a tail at all. He then handed them to Kristopherson, who's back was still turned, and the man examined them.
"The zipper is in the back." the faux blonde informed. "Unzip them and slip your tail through."
"Alright..." the incubus answered, waddling over to the Miles while pulling his shirt down over his front. He was about to take the garment back, but before he could, his brow raised and his blush returned twofold. "Is that a mirror?!" he asked, prompting the faux-blonde's attention.
"Huh?" the other asked, instinctively following the other's pointed finger. His eyes honed in on the object, catching a glimpse of Logan's face before snapping his eyes shut and covering his face.
"I forgot it was there!" he insisted. "I didn't look in it, I promise1"
"You did just now!"
"I didn't see anything."
"How do I know that?!"
"Just trust me!" Kristopherson said. "Why do you even care, anyway?!"
"Rude!" Logan accused, smacking the wolfman on the back of the head. "Is it because I'm an incubus? I'll have you know, that we don't like being seen naked by everyone!"
"So friends are a no?"
"Why? Do you want to see me?"
"I feel like most people would. You're blue, Logan."
"So you want to know if all of me is?" the incubus questioned, taking the pants and walking backward. "It is, if you must know. I don't think you need to see it."
"I'm sorry..." Kristopherson said. Taking a deep breath, he lowered his hands and looked down at his desk. "That was really fucked up of me. I didn't mean… to imply anything. I'm sorry."
"You're still pretty new to all of this..." Logan began, making sure Kristopherson's back was turned and he wasn't looking, still. He slipped off his trousers and replaced them with the new pair, reaching behind him to zip them up. He was especially mindful to not get his skin caught in the zipper. "I'll let it slide, this time..."
"I thank you for your forgiveness..." the other sighed in relief. "All that stuff is personal. It's your business. I guess… I'm a bit curious, is all."
"About what? My sex life? Me?"
"I don't know. Just… In general, I guess? You don't really talk about that stuff."
"I didn't think you would be interested." the incubus stated. "People from your world kind of look down on this sort of thing. I don't even really like it, but I do what I have to."
"You don't?"
"Well, I prefer monogamy, but I'm not seeing anybody, so I have to go casual."
"Hmm..." hummed the wolfman was he thought. He wanted to know many things about Logan, but realised that most of it was extremely personal, and really none of his business. Things crossed his mind whenever he thought of the other man, although he felt as though he was being nosy or even perverse for doing so.
"What do you mean, 'hmm?'" questioned the other. "I thought I told you that?"
"Yeah, you did. I dunno what I'm 'hmm-ing' about."
With a moment of hesitation, Logan made sure that the other wasn't looking still, so that he wouldn't see his face. Logan's face flushed even worse than before, so he needed to be certain. "If you must know, you're attractive, too..."
He was anxious as he awaited the other's reply, but it came slow. The wait was agonising before Kristopherson finally asked: "Would I be an option if I weren't a virgin?"
"Do you want the honest answer or the one I made up?"
"Honest one, preferably."
"The answer is 'probably'." Logan mislead. He didn't flat-out lie, but he didn't tell the whole truth. "It's that 'virgin' thing that rules you out, though. Sorry, mate."
"What's the deal with that rule again?"
"It's part of our code of conduct." explained the incubus, sitting down. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat as the metal of the zipper was extremely uncomfortable. "There's a couple reasons why that's a thing. The main one is that we believe that your first time should be with someone you care about and who cares about you. It's best if it means something."
"That's why the exception is that if you're dating?"
"Yep. I get that a lot of people don't see it that way, but it's one of our iron rules. Even dating is risky, because you need to have that conversation really early on."
"Right, because if the other person isn't ready, but still expects monogamy, that could be a problem." Kristopherson replied.
"Yeah, that's it, exactly. Though, I feel like it's kind of scummy when other species do that, though, since they don't actually need it to live."
"Making sure your partner doesn't die is a good thing." the Miles said, finally turning around to face the other. "Is it difficult? Finding someone who works, I mean..."
"It is..." Logan sighed, folding his hands. "It's a bit demanding. We need to have sex with our partners on a regular basis or else we start to feel sick and weak. If it goes on for too long, we'll starve to death. I understand that it's too much to ask of quite a lot of people, and I'd honestly rather they not get into a relationship with an incubus or succubus if it is. Sometimes it feels like I'll be alone forever, though. Still, my sister got married, so there's still hope."
"Sounds rough..." Kristpoherson replied. "Being a supernatural and finding a relationship is just hard, isn't it?"
"It can be. I don't think it's that way for most, but I think that's because most don't have some weird affliction, and they tend to date other supernaturals."
"Well, I imagine that would be hard to explain. There's a few werewolves that are still married to humans in Ghenna, though."
"Isn't lycanthropy super contagious?"
"Through bodily fluid, and only on the full moon." answered the wolfman. "Any other time, it's fine, at least according the book. I don't have much hope for finding a human boyfriend, though."
"That's understandable..." Logan nodded, recalling what Kristopherson told him about his prior relationship with Daniel Westley. Both of them understood the Westley's hesitance with staying with someone infected with lycanthropy. Inter-species relationships always came with a degree of compromise and understanding. Quite a few people simply can't handle all of that. It's a responsibility. "I haven't heard of one of us who has a human partner."
"When I was… human… I probably would have been scared, too. Part of me is still kind of scared, if I'm honest."
"You're still new. You haven't even been a werewolf for a year. That's not weird. New vampires have kind of a similar reaction."
"I mean, I would be open to it." the wolfman insisted.
"But you shouldn't get into a relationship unless you're sure." Logan said almost scoldingly.
"I guess you're right..." Kristopherson replied. "I dunno if I am… I'd like to be, though..."
To this, he was met with a pause. The incubus was unsure of what to say. In truth, he had nothing to add. What was appropriate in this situation wasn't clear, and although there were things he wished he could say, if was evident that now was not the time. Thus, he moved on.
"I can't sit in these anymore." Logan said, standing up and tugging at the trousers. "The zipper is heinous, I'm sorry. I think they're designed for people who can wear underpants. The crotch is nice, though."
"Alright." the Miles answered. "Take those off and I'll tell my mum the problem."
"Turn around first. And get rid of that mirror!"
A/N: Welp... Take from this what you will...
The important thing is, though: that Logan has a blue butt.
Most important discovery.
I got a question:
"I have a question for you Hateweasel. Since Kris is now a supernatural, were you ever thinking that you might turn the few remaining humans in the sensational six into supernaturals as well? I was just thinking that since they are more or less involved in this supernatural thing and already one of them has been turned." by EmelieLovette17
Probably not, if I'm honest. For some, that is just not a path for them. The idea of Kris becoming a werewolf has been in my head from really early on. Most importantly, though, I want them to each have their own path and way about doing things. Like Preston's whole deal, but hopefully less terrible. They will also just have their own circumstance. The same things aren't going to happen to them. I kind of want them to kind of grow up like actual people do.
As people grow, all kinds of things can happen to them. They grow up. Sometimes, they grow apart or become closer. They will experience personal tragedy and be effected by that of people they know. The remaining six will do the same. Not everybody is going to have the same fate, and it's important that they don't, I feel. Some of them will grow old and die. Some of them might not make it that far. Others may become burdened with becoming a supernatural. The temptation will always be there, but some will hold fast and refuse. I don't even really know what will happen, but it'll happen. The story goes where it wants to.
There was another one addressed to me, but I'll save it for next time.
Until the next chapter, my duckies~!
CHARACTER SHET
Question: "Ok, this is a serious question. Why condoms if they are both male demons?" by Guest
Alois: "Well, two men are still at risk for STD's and infections, you know. HIV/AIDS is a really big deal. (Straight people can contract too too, mind you. Just sayin'.) Also, it's just cleaner. In mine and my husband's case, it's the latter reason, since we're immune to human ailments. Sometimes, I just don't feel like cleaning up right away afterwards. Sue me."
