LET ME PLAY YOU THE SONG OF MY PEOPLE

@once-fallen-twice-cursed

She was perching on the side of the bed when his mood suddenly turned serious. Her eyebrows jumped and she coughed a laugh. “Shut up.” Chuckling, she leaned over so she could kiss his mouth and stop his worries. 

“I love it, you nerd~” She grinned against his lips before sitting up again, fingers toying absently with the ribbon he’d put around his neck. He really was such a ridiculously awesome dork. “This is the sweetest, nerdiest, most romantic thing anyone’s ever done for me.”  A soft stain of pink blooming over her cheeks as she smiled stupidly.

“Mmmm…” he hummed into her kiss, and had a quite stupid smile after they parted.

Oh good, so he was safe. Max inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly. “Sorry. And glad you like it. I tried.” he really did. Then he kissed her cheek. She looked so pretty like this. His fingers stroked the side of her face with dopey smile on his lips.

He lifted the pizza box. “You want a slice of this pizza pie before continuing onto dessert,” he waggled his eyebrows. Of course it wouldn’t do if he didn’t make an innuendo.

“It’s lovely~” She hummed as he kissed her cheek, leaning her face into his touch when his fingers brushed over her skin. He looked ridiculous with that pink ribbon around his neck and nothing else on...ridiculous and yet so dang hot. Her eyes followed the movement down to the pizza box and she snorted, grinning at his eyebrow wiggles. “Maybe~ It looks pretty tasty” Grinning to herself as she lifted a piece of the heart shaped pizza carefully out of the box. 

Her electric blue-green gaze held his as she took a slow bite from the tip of the slice, playing it up with a little moan as she chewed. It really did taste good, she just couldn’t help but egg him on. “Mmmm~.. wanna try~?” Licking her lower lip through a silly teasing smile as she turned the slice to offer him a bite.

Married to Roshan

“No, I don’t think you’re a ghost. You stink like a fallen angel. Not a demon but not an angel either. You’re quite pathetic yourself, aren’t you?” her scarred face twisted with her smile, then into anger. 

“I’m NOT just a half breed,” she sneered. “I’m daughter to High Prince of Hell, Adramelech, one of the first 7. And soon, will be taking his place too,” she hissed dangerously flexing her hands, that seemed to shift between human and demonic. “And why is none of your business,” she ended with a huff. 

“Touched a nerve did I?” His brows rose faintly as he smirked inwardly.  “You /want/ to take his place? The highest demon is still lower than the lowest angel. Lower than me, even.” He smirked, playing off of her disparaging barbs.

“Don’t you know, it’s bad to annoy a demon? Even a half one? We have a very good memory to people who mess with us.” Everyone had a weakness, some didn’t even knew they had a weakness until someone explored it. Elin was starting to plot how exactly to rip Roshan apart.

Not literally since the asshole could pull a Casper on her any time.

He waved that off. “Yes yes, you’re very threatening, much scary.”  Turning half away from her before glancing back. “Now, the important question.  Are we going to spend this ‘marriage’ bickering at each other or would you like to have some fun?” A wicked glint in the faint glow of his blood orange eyes.

Giving In AU

“No need to beat around the bush, huh?” she snorted. “I’ll have to close the shop first.” she told him, going the opposite way to his, to the back room.

She had to grab her stuff and let her boss know she was leaving. She wasn’t going to abandon her duties like that.

“If you must.” He exhaled, not quite rolling his eyes as he leaned against the counter to wait. “Your boss, does he know about your ‘special’ side?”

She glared at him, not liking that question one a bit.

“No, he doesn’t. And I’d prefer if it stayed that way.” she shot back. “Wait there and don’t move.” she ordered him. She’d rather he didn’t touch anything in the shop.

His hands came up in mock surrender. “Not a problem, wouldn’t want to push you out of the closet before you’re ready.”  Smirking faintly to himself as she left the room, leaving him that final ‘order’. Poor child. She had no idea.  

Leaning back against the counter, he indeed stayed where he was, looking over the contents of the shop for his vantage point as he waited for her.

“Come in!” Max was sure it was Amelia. It was a bit past midnight so she should be corporeal now. He was so giddy about this. 

Even if he was a dork and nerd, and pun master (like he liked to call himself), he still tried to show her something romantic. It was damned Valentines day! Their first ones not to forget it. So he got them this hotel room and went crazy with it. (He’ll need to take down the decorations later but who cares. There were tealights in red jars placed in strategic places over the room. Roses in vases and he even threw some petals over the bed. Red strings of fabric put in the walls and some cheesy hearts. Max himself was laying naked on the bed, pink ribbon over his neck and pizza box placed strategically. The pizza was heart shaped. And just in case a box of cupcakes, decorated with sugar ghost with tiny pink hearts drew on them.

Damn he hoped she liked it.

Checking her silky red halter to make sure it was hanging just right, she opened the door slowly, not quite sure what she’d find. As she peeked inside, she paused, letting the door swing open as she stared, stunned, taking it all in. The roses and candle light, all the cheesy little hearts, a ridiculous smile spread over her lips– then her gaze found the bed and a snort broke into a laugh, one hand coming up to cover her mouth as she giggled, grinning stupidly, absolutely delighted. “What did you do?” She laughed, almost forgetting to close the door before she moved over to the bed, still grinning like an idiot as she took in his ‘presentation’, from the rose petals on the bed beneath him to the heart shaped pizza discreetly hiding his junk.

“I prepared Valentines Day?” he batted his eyelashes grinning widely. “Did you like the card?”

Good, she was laughing. And looking certainly ravishing. “Unless you don’t like it,” he suddenly grew sober. “Did I over did it. You know I’m… this is quite new, you know. I was used to a completely different taste in V-Day but… if you don’t like it we can do something else.” 

He was definitely overthinking the situation now. His heart was basically in his throat now. 

She was perching on the side of the bed when his mood suddenly turned serious. Her eyebrows jumped and she coughed a laugh. “Shut up.” Chuckling, she leaned over so she could kiss his mouth and stop his worries. 

“I love it, you nerd~” She grinned against his lips before sitting up again, fingers toying absently with the ribbon he’d put around his neck. He really was such a ridiculously awesome dork. “This is the sweetest, nerdiest, most romantic thing anyone’s ever done for me.”  A soft stain of pink blooming over her cheeks as she smiled stupidly.

The card was in a pink envelope on Max’s desk addressed to Amelia, together with an address at the back. And a note: “I’m waiting ;)”

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A surprise enough to find such a girly color of anything on Max’s desk, Amelia stared at the card for a moment before a giggle burst from her. Always with the ghost jokes. It should have gotten old by now, but she still loved it.. Flipping it over, she looked over the address and grinned at the note. Midnight was barely one minute past and she didn’t waste any time.

A few minutes later she was knocking lightly on the door to tge hotel room Max had led her to.

“Come in!” Max was sure it was Amelia. It was a bit past midnight so she should be corporeal now. He was so giddy about this. 

Even if he was a dork and nerd, and pun master (like he liked to call himself), he still tried to show her something romantic. It was damned Valentines day! Their first ones not to forget it. So he got them this hotel room and went crazy with it. (He’ll need to take down the decorations later but who cares. There were tealights in red jars placed in strategic places over the room. Roses in vases and he even threw some petals over the bed. Red strings of fabric put in the walls and some cheesy hearts. Max himself was laying naked on the bed, pink ribbon over his neck and pizza box placed strategically. The pizza was heart shaped. And just in case a box of cupcakes, decorated with sugar ghost with tiny pink hearts drew on them.

Damn he hoped she liked it.

Checking her silky red halter to make sure it was hanging just right, she opened the door slowly, not quite sure what she'd find. As she peeked inside, she paused, letting the door swing open as she stared, stunned, taking it all in. The roses and candle light, all the cheesy little hearts, a ridiculous smile spread over her lips-- then her gaze found the bed and a snort broke into a laugh, one hand coming up to cover her mouth as she giggled, grinning stupidly, absolutely delighted. "What did you do?" She laughed, almost forgetting to close the door before she moved over to the bed, still grinning like an idiot as she took in his 'presentation', from the rose petals on the bed beneath him to the heart shaped pizza discreetly hiding his junk.

The first time Max went to jail

Because of the thread with @sassy-blue-dork this happened over telegram. XD

Featuring Max and @once-fallen-twice-cursed Amelia (the ghost GF of our blue P.I XD)

M: I WAS NOT TRYING TO STEAL

M: THERE WAS A GHOST OK

A: a ghost that lured you in to getting caught??

A: =3=

M: Well, let’s not forget the way we met, alright?

A: Yeah but you didn’t get caught!!

M: At least this time I didn’t go deaf.

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TXT: LOL, I’d prefer if you left some of my clothes untouched, although damn they look good on you.

TXT: IDK, think of me, think of me fondly, when we said good byeee. LOL, and baby sit my roommate. 

TXT: I’m sure to reward you extra, when I come back [the photo he sends now has him on bed with his jeans down, and he had his other thumb pulling at the boxer’s waist.]

TXT: Okay. Not fair. If you make me whine anymore Dae is going to come in here to see if I’m dying. 

TXT: AND you sure as hell better!! *photo of her finger hooked in the side strap of her bikini panties as if she’s pulling them off slowly.*

TXT: …that last pic you sent might be my homescreen now… *sends screencap*

TXT: I love you too ;P :*

TXT: Damn, straight. Because I’m sexy and you know it ;]

TXT: Yes. Yes you are. ;P  Better get your sexy ass back here before I forget how good it is~

TXT: Have sweet dreams about me~! ;*

Giving In AU

“Just get on with it,” she sighed. 

Her insides were still twisted. Despite of what he said, she still had her doubts.

“Right to business, hm? Didn’t even buy me dinner first.” He teased lightly, then looked her over with a cursory glance before gesturing to one side with his head. “Come on then, best not to get into it out here.” He paused and arched a brow at her. “Unless you want to give the public a show of your darker side?”

“No need to beat around the bush, huh?” she snorted. “I’ll have to close the shop first.” she told him, going the opposite way to his, to the back room.

She had to grab her stuff and let her boss know she was leaving. She wasn’t going to abandon her duties like that.

“If you must.” He exhaled, not quite rolling his eyes as he leaned against the counter to wait. “Your boss, does he know about your ‘special’ side?”

TXT: Tomorrow?!?! 

TXT: *attached photo of her now in one of his tank tops that fit like a second skin* And what am I supposed to do until then? Besides stretching out all your clothes~? ;*

TXT: LOL, I’d prefer if you left some of my clothes untouched, although damn they look good on you.

TXT: IDK, think of me, think of me fondly, when we said good byeee. LOL, and baby sit my roommate. 

TXT: I’m sure to reward you extra, when I come back [the photo he sends now has him on bed with his jeans down, and he had his other thumb pulling at the boxer’s waist.]

TXT: Okay. Not fair. If you make me whine anymore Dae is going to come in here to see if I’m dying. 

TXT: AND you sure as hell better!! *photo of her finger hooked in the side strap of her bikini panties as if she’s pulling them off slowly.*

TXT: ...that last pic you sent might be my homescreen now... *sends screencap*

Giving In AU

“No, I will not trust you. I will listen to you but not trust you. Big difference.” she stated, her expression hardening. 

He will most likely try to trick her, she assumed. She could not let that happen.

“Probably the best decision you’ve made today.” He smirked then finally moved closer. “Did you have any specific questions or did you want to just jump right in?” Tucking his hands in his pockets as he arched a brow lightly at her.

“Just get on with it,” she sighed. 

Her insides were still twisted. Despite of what he said, she still had her doubts.

“Right to business, hm? Didn’t even buy me dinner first.” He teased lightly, then looked her over with a cursory glance before gesturing to one side with his head. “Come on then, best not to get into it out here.” He paused and arched a brow at her. “Unless you want to give the public a show of your darker side?”

Married to Roshan

“Ghost? Is that what you think?” His smirk quirked. “not sure it’s so easy, Mistress~” His tone mocking, gaze tracking her movements.  “I must say, I’d expected more from a half breed. But you seem to have sided fully with the lower half of your genetics. Why is that?”

“No, I don’t think you’re a ghost. You stink like a fallen angel. Not a demon but not an angel either. You’re quite pathetic yourself, aren’t you?” her scarred face twisted with her smile, then into anger. 

“I’m NOT just a half breed,” she sneered. “I’m daughter to High Prince of Hell, Adramelech, one of the first 7. And soon, will be taking his place too,” she hissed dangerously flexing her hands, that seemed to shift between human and demonic. “And why is none of your business,” she ended with a huff. 

“Touched a nerve did I?” His brows rose faintly as he smirked inwardly.  “You /want/ to take his place? The highest demon is still lower than the lowest angel. Lower than me, even.” He smirked, playing off of her disparaging barbs.

Giving In AU

She hated to admit it. She didn’t want to agree. But she had to. So against all of her good senses and reason, she said: “Yes, yes I will listen to your instruction.”

It won’t be that bad, right? She tried to reason. She was doing this for herself, for Cyrus and for anyone that could get too close to her. She didn’t want to hurt people.

Something in the backs of his eyes sparked with interest and a faint smirk touched the corner of his mouth. “You’ll trust me, hm?”

“No, I will not trust you. I will listen to you but not trust you. Big difference.” she stated, her expression hardening. 

He will most likely try to trick her, she assumed. She could not let that happen.

“Probably the best decision you’ve made today.” He smirked then finally moved closer. “Did you have any specific questions or did you want to just jump right in?” Tucking his hands in his pockets as he arched a brow lightly at her.

Married to Roshan

“Try Master.” He smirked back, then stepped right through her. “Just like any other demon I see. How disappointing.” He commented with smirk and little arch of his brow as he turned to see her again. 

She threw her head back and laughed. “And you’re just one regular asshole,” she grinned at him.

“You’re not so amazing yourself, ghost boy,” she snorted. “I call for divorce.”

“Ghost? Is that what you think?” His smirk quirked. “not sure it’s so easy, Mistress~” His tone mocking, gaze tracking her movements.  “I must say, I’d expected more from a half breed. But you seem to have sided fully with the lower half of your genetics. Why is that?”

Giving In AU

She hated to admit it. She didn’t want to agree. But she had to. So against all of her good senses and reason, she said: “Yes, yes I will listen to your instruction.”

It won’t be that bad, right? She tried to reason. She was doing this for herself, for Cyrus and for anyone that could get too close to her. She didn’t want to hurt people.

Something in the backs of his eyes sparked with interest and a faint smirk touched the corner of his mouth. “You’ll trust me, hm?”