All You Gotta Do Is Say My Name Three Times -Three Times In A Row,It Must Be Spoken, Unbroken.

All you gotta do is say my name three times - Three times in a row, It must be spoken, unbroken.

now Beetlejuice we talk about this with you being alive now you can’t play these kinda pranks no more

The rockstar nuzzled his face into the demons neck with a happy purr as he slowly placed his hands at his hips, rubbing slow , yet soft circles onto them . OH B O Y is he soft .

                     “ Of course not . Lydia wouldn’t let me hear the end of it if she heard I was soft...   

For myself.”

 He chuckled softly and sighed, as he gave the demons hips a comforting squeeze.

                  “This is nice. I think we should do this more often.”

❝ i can’t remember the last time i did this with someone. ❞ —

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How long had it been since someone had touched him? How long since he felt a body so close and he wasn’t being pushed away and at the same time everything looked so real, it looked like he wasn’t going to be stabbed this time, it looked like he wouldn’t be betrayed, but whenever Beetlejuice thought things like that the opposite always happened.

“Ah....I can’t remember too..It feels so good...” The demon admitted, he tightened his grip and closed his eyes, he couldn't let anyone know that he was so needy, “This is going to be between us, right? I don't want anyone thinking I'm soft or something like that, I’m a demon... ” Even after saying that Beetlejuice wasn’t going to get out of this hug so quickly.

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The man gasped slightly, as he touched his arm with a frown.

“WHAT! NO! DONT LEAVE! Please.. I have some questions I wanted to ask you, Mister Beetlejuice...”

He sat down in front of him as he glanced up at the male with a sad frown.

“What happened to me when I... died?

How did I die..?”

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Lawrence raised an eyebrow at the demon with a slight head tilt. He was slightly intimidated, but curiosity killed the cat, so he might as well play along with this little charade. He had questions, but didn’t want to be too straightforward. It was always fun to beat around the bush every once and awhile..

“The hell do you mean, ‘talk things out’? I BARELY know you? Granted, we look almost identical, but that MUST be purely coincidental.. There’s no way..

Call me crazy, but I think I’m YOU, from the PAST…”

“Excuse me what in the whole being dead thing did you just say to me?” 

He could feel the confusion bubbling into annoyance, but he was remaining calm, he couldn’t blame the other him for being stressed or confused too, it was rather confusing. Mostly because he had forgotten what he was like before what he was going through, the undead life he was walking through. 

“Well I do have to kinda agree with ya there, something time related weird is going on here, because if we are the same person. I don’t remember this happening, my head just hurts from thinking about it.”

He’s now running his hand through his hair as he sat, in the air like he would on the edge of a table, just floating there. This was confusing and well he didn’t know what else to say to Lawrence but he thought about what he could do, even if he felt sad to do so.

“I could just leave, might be best, as much as I like mischief, I don’t want to cause you any trouble Lawrence…” 

The rockstar hesitated and reached out towards his demon counterpart with a small sigh.

“You scared me there, Beetle. It’s not like I WANTED to stop hugging you.”

He slowly advanced towards the bio-exorcist before tugging him into a tight embrace.

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The demon didn't want it to end, he wanted to continue like this, he didn't want to imagine that one hour he would have to let go and feel alone again, sincerely, Beetlejuice hated to admit it but he had already tried to hug his own clones and had already tried to do his own clones hug him, it wasn’t the same thing, certainly the feeling was different, when he hugged the rock star he felt good, he felt happy, everything was so good, the smell, the hug, the comfort, but at the same time it made him sad and angry imagining that it could end, Beetlejuice's nails started to get bigger and sharper, his hands were gripping the rock star's clothes as if Beetlejuice's 'non-life' depended on this.

"I'm sure my Lydia would provoke me and laugh a lot ... Could we do this every day ... Maybe?"

Beetlejuice took another deep breath “Why are we like this? ... So... How’s life for a rockstar? I thought women and men would throw themselves at your feet or something like that. ”

The rockstar only chuckled  , choking slightly as his grip on the demon loosened.        “Hey.. Are you feeling alright? You seem... tense.”

He was very cautious now, as the music teacher slowly pulled his hands off his waist and to his sides. He was s l i g h t l y uncomfortable , but he could deal. For now.