The Rockstar Nuzzled His Face Into The Demons Neck With A Happy Purr As He Slowly Placed His Hands At

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.

The rockstar trudged over and plopped down beside the Youtuber.

“Hey Markifart.. Whats the matter? Oh.. your hand hurts again? Do you want me to get you anything...? Food.. Water.. A hug..?”

He’s still gonna hug him anyways because he hates seeing anyone sad, especially Mark. He’d never say it aloud, but Mark held a very special place in his heart. He didn’t know why, but he did. So he absolutely cherished the time he spent with Mark. He enjoyed it tremendously.

               He doesn’t seem to be really up for speaking but it’s obvious that his hand is really hurting him right then because he’s rubbing his thumb lightly over the bandaged area.

Beetlejuice’s head turn thing <3

He frowned and raised an eyebrow with a huff. THIS WASN’T THE PLAN !

“Excuse me! You’re supposed to be saving ME! It’s the knight saves the princess! If you’d told me we were gonna play Champion Handsome saves the Queen, I would’ve grabbed my other crown, Beetle!”

He groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose with a sigh. This was his life. And he didn’t mind it a single bit. 

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God help him. The rockstar literally CANNOT believe that this man is literally him from the future- And he’s literally BAFFLED at the sight before him. 

“Oh my GOD, Beetle! What the actual FUCK is this? You’re seriously playing knight saves the princess without me? THE AUDACITY-”

He scoffed slightly before he plopped down beside him with a sigh, pulling out a plastic princess crown from behind one of the couch cushions with a small snort, sighing dramatically. 

“IF ONLY THE HANDSOME KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR WOULD COME TO SAVE ME!”

And cue the glittery demon queen now pouting, just a little bit. He’s pointing up to his head now, raising an eyebrow and now smirking. 

“While you make the most cutest Princess, this queen was waiting for their champion to save them from the sandworm, Sandy!” 

And yes he then dramatically drapes this Sandworm Plush he just poofed into existence over his shoulders, then he was play struggling and just sending glitter more over the place now from his crown. 

“SAVE ME CHAMPION HANDSOME!!!” 

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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.

BJ doing the gay limp hand thing