I don't own Trinity Blood, Sunao Yoshida and Kiyo Kyujo own it. :)
This fanfic is rated M for language, MxM relationships, and possible sexuality in future chapters.
Chapter 4
Sevriel embraced Devi from behind, breathing a warm line down his neck before nipping at the flesh there.
"What happened to that cute little schoolgirl outfit?" Sevriel asked, running a hand down the front of Devi's body, making the little demon purr with delight. It had been a shock to come in to see Devi dressed like a demon lord in his flowing black robes and buckled leather pants. The robes cut down far enough over his slim chest to show the mark of the Revlis on his chest, a sharp looking black rose with a ring of thorns around it. Even the most mundane of humans could recognize that mark.
"I can't let them get to me. If hiding what I am makes it look like I'm ashamed of my species then I can't do that. I'm going to have to go in as a demon otherwise no one will take us seriously," Devi turned in his arms, looking up at him with pleading silver eyes.
"I understand. Shall I dress as an angel then?" Sevriel asked, kissing him softly. He felt Devi's entire body quiver with need.
"Maybe, I don't know," Devi shook his head. He wasn't sure what he wanted to accomplish with this.
"Then it's settled. I shall go with you, dressed as I used to."
Devi frowned as Sevriel walked away, heading off to get changed out of his jeans and t-shirt.
He paused when he caught Torian's scent. Turning, he looked at his friend, who was dressed in his usual flowing white gossamer robes. Abel stood beside Torian, dressed in a version of the robes he had worn before joining the AX. His platinum hair was loose over his shoulders, and his glasses were left on the table.
"Are you two coming as well?" Devi asked, walking toward them. He wrapped his arms around both of them, giving them a quick squeeze before heading down the stairs.
"I heard once that there's strength in numbers," Torian said as he followed behind Devi.
"Hiding only gets us so far in life. Sometimes it just can't be helped and we have to stand up for ourselves. We are your friends, Devi, let us do this small thing to help you. We won't just stand by and watch the world come after you," Abel smiled as he watched Devi's shoulders stiffen. The demon was hiding the fact that tears were stinging at his eyes.
"Its times like this that I wish I still lived with Silver. I could pretend that everything was okay as long as she was always there. I couldn't even talk to her on the phone. Rem said that she's off on assignment, helping the wolves find some of their missing pack members," Devi turned at the sound of the bedroom door opening.
He watched Sevriel flow down the stairs in great sleeveless red robes that buckled down his chest before splitting in layers down over his legs to allow free movement. His legs were clothed in simple black leggings that looked like they might be leather. His great ashen wings were loose, relaxed down his back.
"You look amazing," Devi wrapped his arms around Sevriel's waist, inhaling the deep scent of blood and feathers coming off his mate.
"Shall we go and collect our little princess?"