Demi & Dio the Tieflings: Part One (special preview)

Dio peered out the window, pushing back the curtains so she could see the street outside. It was still light enough outside so the sun was casting soft pink light everywhere.

“You don’t need to be nervous,” Demi chuckled.

Dio instantly released the curtain and turned back to him. “I’m not nervous!” She frowned and crossed her arms against her chest. “Just checking.”

Demi smiled knowingly as he prepared a tray of cheese and bread, setting it aside as he poured some olive oil into a bowl. “It’s okay if you are. It’s our first time having guests since Reverence gave us this apartment.”

The slight pout on her lips wasn’t fading. She started pacing once again but this time she was avoiding the window so Demi wouldn’t call her out again.

He reached out, grabbing Dio and pulling her close to him. She fought a bit at first, keeping her eyes down as his strong arms locked around her.

“It’s okay if you are nervous. You aren’t used to this sort of thing.” Demi smoothed Dio’s hair from her face then cupped her cheek. “You’ve never known how to relax anyways.”

“Don’t tease me.” She looked up at him. “You big blueberry.”

Demi kissed her softly. “I’m just saying, you’ve always had to be on guard. You’ve always been working. We get to be normal here, we get to stay still and enjoy our lives.”

“Normal?” Dio scoffed.

“As normal as this place can be.” Demi kissed her again. “I wish we had time so I could help you relax.”

Dio looped her arms around his neck and her tail began to swish playfully back and forth. “How would you do that?”

Demi’s cheeks darkened. “Well, I’d probably start by tasting that sweet, little strawberry of yours until your juice ran down my chin.”

She snickered. “You’re such a cornball.”

Demi kissed her, lingering there for a moment. “You like it.”

“I do. I like seeing you this way. I know this place is weird. But you at least seem to be fitting in.” she pouted.

“You can too, just give yourself some slack.”

There was a knock at the door and Dio went completely stiff. She pulled away from Demi, stepping behind him as he approached the door. She looked around anxiously, wondering if she should be doing something to not just be standing there.

“Come on in, we’ve been waiting on you!” Demi said brightly. He dipped down, pressing a kiss to Rings’ cheek then greeting Evert with a firm handshake.

“We brought some wine,” Rings announced.

Dio’s mouth went a bit dry. “We made bread,” her voice cracked.

Rings noticed her nerves and approached her. “THank you for having us. We’ve been feeling quite cooped up lately. Someone has been burning the candle at both ends again.” She put an arm around Dio and nuzzled their cheeks together.

“You knew what you were getting into when you chose me,” Ebert laughed. “Good evening, Dio.” He kissed Dio’s cheek which made her face grow even warmer.

“Good evening,” Dio murmured.

“Come and have a seat! You’re our first guests here.” Demi continued the cheery tone, and Dio was grateful for his ease and charm.