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Part 4

After about an hour of making out in the shower, and rubbing their wet bodies, Deamon and Chase got out and dried themselves off. Neither of them put on more than a towel before sitting on the couch, Chase's head lying on Deamon's lap

"I had better call Matt and tell him that he can come over," Chase said.

Deamon looked down at Chase while stroking his head, "Alright."

Chase reached up and gave him a kiss, then got off the couch and picked up his phone. He dialed Matt's number, waiting for him to answer as it rang in his ear.

"Hello?" came Matt's voice.

"Hey Matt, it's Chase. If you want you can come over now."

"So y'all are done now? Took you long enough. But okay I'll be over in a few minutes. Bye"

"Bye, "replied Chase before he hung up the phone.

"Matt will be over in a few minutes. I think that we should get dressed.

"Aww, do we have to? I love you seeing you in nothing," Deamon said with a puppy face.

Chase went over and kissed him, rubbing his lover's chest. "Yea, we have to."

"Oh, alright, but mark my words this won't be the last time I see you naked."

Chase laughed and dropped his towel, "It better not be." He walked around the room and grabbed a pair of pants, slipping them on over his naked lower half. He found a tight rainbow shirt in his closet and pulled it over his head. When he walked out of his large closet and back into his room Deamon was already dressed.

"Aww, I was hoping I would be able to help," Chase said with a smile.

Deamon just smiled at him and pulled Chase in for a kiss. "You'll have plenty of chances for that. Trust me."

"Alright." Just then the door bell rang and Chase went down the stairs to let Matt in.

"Hey there Matt."

"Hey, Chase. Have fun?"

Chase just smiled and winked at his friend, "What do you think?"

"I think so, considering how long it took you. I thought you'd never get done."

Chase laughed and headed up to his room. Deamon sat on the couch, watching the TV. *Damn he's sexy,* Chase thought as Deamon turned around.

"Hey Matt," Deamon said.

"Hi Deamon." "So, what do you guys want to do?"

Deamon's ears perked up, making him look even better looking than Chase thought possible. "Why don't we go to the mall?" Deamon said.

"That sounds good to me, what about you Chase? . . . Chase?"

Chase had spaced out staring at Deamon's beautiful face, "Wha, what?"

"Do you want to go to the mall?" Matt said.

"Oh, sure why not. Let me get some money and I'll meet you all downstairs."

Deamon and Matt left the room and Chase got a hundred dollar bill from his secret stash of money. He stepped out of his room and almost ran into Deamon; he nearly jumped out of his skin in surprise.

"Whoa, you scared me," Chase said.

"Sorry, I just wanted to ask you if you were okay while Matt wasn't around. You just kind of spaced out on us a minute ago."

Matt scratched the back of his head, "Oh, that. Yea I'm fine, I was just looking and thinking how incredibly good looking you are."

Deamon kissed Chase, a bit unexpectedly, "Not nearly as sexy as you Mr. Wolf."

Chase laughed and kissed him back. He loved the nickname Deamon had given him, it was so full of compassion and love, and the way it came off Deamon's tongue just made Chase want to hold him and never let go.

"Well, we'd better get down there. Matt will start to wonder what we're up to," Chase said starting down the stairs. Deamon followed, checking out his new found lover's ass. It was very nicely shaped and he couldn't wait until he got to make love to Chase again.

Soon they were out the door and on their way to the bus station waiting for the bus that would take them to the mall. Chase was walking beside Deamon, with Matt in tow behind the two lovers. Chase reached over and grabbed Deamon's hand, holding it tightly in his own. Deamon looked over to him and smiled, Chase smiled back and squeezed Deamon's hand lovingly.

Walking hand in hand they finally reached the bus stop and sat down next to each other on the bench, Matt sat down on the other side of Chase. They sat there quietly waiting for the bus, with Chase leaned up against Deamon with his head on his shoulder and Matt staring off into nothing.

A few minutes later the bus rolled up in front of them and the three got on, scanning their passes on the scanner and taking a seat near the back. Deamon was looking out the window so Chase leaned over to Matt and spoke softly.

"What's wrong Matt?"

Matt looked at him, considering how to answer, "It's just that seeing you and Deamon together makes me lonely I guess. It makes me want a cute guy to hold near me and be with."

Chase smiled at his dragon friend and gave him a quick hug, "You'll find a nice guy soon enough. Trust me."

All Matt could reply with was a meek, "I hope."

Chase leaned over onto Deamon's shoulder, he turned at the weight and smiled when he saw Chase there, giving him a little lick on the nose and whispering an, "I love you". Chase whispered "I love you," back and licked Deamon's nose. Deamon smiled at him and wrapped his arm around him looking back out the window.

The bus all too soon found its way to the mall and forced Chase to move from his spot on Deamon's shoulder. The three of them exited the bus and walked into the mall. It wasn't that crowded, being a Monday, and they leisurely walked from one store to the next.

They soon reached Chase's favorite shop, a dark gothic looking shop with many unusual pieces of clothing and accessories. Matt went of to one section, looking through some of the specialty dragon material while Deamon and Chase walked to another section, hand in hand.

Chase was looking through some of the tight shirts, Deamon at some of their leather items when suddenly Deamon practically yelled, "Oh my god Chase, come here!"

Chase, thinking something was wrong took off running towards him. "What, what's wrong?"

"Nothing you silly wolf, I just wanted you to look at this awesome outfit I found."

Deamon held up a leather outfit, the pants were thin leather with studs running down the sides; they looked like they would fight tight around one's legs, and everything else for that matter. The jacket was also thin leather with studs running down the outside of the arms, up the shoulders, and outlining the pockets. There was a tight black cotton shirt that came with it.

"This is the most awesome outfit ever," Chase said, astounded he'd never seen it before seeing as how this was his favorite store in the world.

"So you like it huh?" Deamon said.

"Like it? I love it it's so awesome!"

"Good, cause I'm going to buy it for you."

"What? This thing has to cost a fortune, I don't want you to spend that much money on me," Chase said reaching for the outfit to check the price.

Deamon pulled it out of his reach, "It's alright, really. But you don't get to see the price."

Chase huffed and reached for the outfit again, Deamon wouldn't let him get it and pulled him into a wonderful kiss. "You don't get to see the price Mr. Wolf," said Deamon in that wonderful loving tone of his.

"Fine," Chase huffed again, "That means I'm going to get you something." Deamon started to object but Chase cut him off before he could, "And don't even think to tell me not to Mr. Sexy Pants."

Deamon laughed and walked off to pay for the outfit. Matt walked up behind Chase carrying a band t-shit and a new "Gay Pride" bracelet.

"What was that all about?" he asked.

"Deamon is buying me this outfit I know has to be expensive and won't even let me know how much it is," Chase replied sounding very much annoyed with the whole situation.

Matt just laughed and patted his friend on the shoulder. He held up the "Gay Pride" bracelet he had just bought, "I bought this for Deamon. What you think?"

"Good idea, but I think you better not be getting any ideas." Chase and Matt laughed at the joke.

"No need to worry about that. While I was over there and trying to find the right size bracelet to buy for Deamon a really hot dragon came up to me and asked for my number."

"Oh, what'd he look like?" Chase said eyes wide with interest.

"He was an extremely handsome tall black dragon with red spikes running down his spine. He seemed to be rather muscular, always a plus. His scales were so wonderfully polished and shined with a beautiful darkness. His eyes though were what swept me off my feet. They were the darkest and most beautiful purple I've ever seen in my entire life."

Chase looked around for this mysterious dragon that had captured Matt's heart, but couldn't see him anywhere. *Must have already left*, he thought.

"Well, what's his name?" Chase asked.

"Oh, it's Azazel. Isn't it a wonderful name Chase?"

Chase hid a laugh at Matt's starry eyed expression and finally mustered out a "Yea."

Deamon had finished paying and came back over to Chase and Matt carrying a bag. Noticing Matt's expression he leaned over to Chase and asked, "What's with him?"

"Oh nothing, a dragon who sounds pretty hot just asked him for his number."

"Oh," Deamon replied, "Hey, what'd you mean 'hot'?" he said with a half silly half accusing face.

Chase laughed, "He's definitely not as hot as you are sexy."

Deamon grinned triumphantly and kissed Chase on the cheek. Chase went around the store and bought Deamon a tight fitting black shirt before they left the store. They wandered around for an hour or two, and noticing that it was getting late they left the mall to catch the bus.

The came a little while after and the trio climbed aboard taking seats near the back, there weren't but a couple of furs on the bus. Chase and Deamon, overcome with each other, started making out while Matt just stared out the window thinking about Azazel

The bus pulled up to the stop near Chase's house, forcing him and Deamon to part from each other in order to walk. The walked in a comfortable silence, hand in hand, back to Chase's house. When inside Matt grabbed the phone and waited for the phone to ring. Deamon had Chase try on his new outfit, and Matt gave Deamon his new bracelet. Deamon hugged him a thanks and went back to Chase who was sitting on his bed. The two were making out, Deamon trying as best he could to get Chase out of his clothes when the phone rang.

Matt picked it up nervously and answered with a, "Hello?"

"Hi. Is this Matt?" it was Azazel.