Page 161 of Demons Dig Donuts

“You mean the wrinkle?”

“Shut up.” Mr. Heiss kissed Indy’s hand. “It wasn’t until later that I decided to take a second look.”

“When exactly?”

“After I heard the ingredients for your prep spell.” Mr. Heiss smirked. “I may not know a lot about magical brewing, but I am aware that Jubokko sap is used for only the most powerful healing spells.”

“Maybe my asshole needed healing.”

Mr. Heiss ignored him. “Once I actually read the contract and knew you were sick, I figured you intended to seduce me in order to secure a new deal.”

“Nope. Seduced you ’cause I wanted to know what that demon dick do.”

“As we became closer and you still didn’t mention anything, I assumed you had it handled with your grandmother’s assistance. Which left me wondering why you sought out physical relations with me if it wasn’t for personal gain.”

“But it was. Orgasms are both personal and a gain.” Indy finished his drink. “Plus, there was this whole thing with thinking you’d want me dead to get the ring.”

Mr. Heiss snorted. “Really?”

“Hey, fuck you. You wanted to chop my hand off, asshole.”

“Technically, I planned to rip it off—”

“Fuck you twice.” Indy shook his empty glass at Mr. Heiss. “It was well within reason and logic and whatever to think that if you knew I was sick, you’d just wait for me to die so you could steal it.”

“That is fair.” Mr. Heiss refilled Indy’s glass.

“I did think about telling you, but…” Indy clicked his tongue. “Not really that great with the fee fees either, I guess. I was scared. Scared of, like, putting myself out there and telling you the truth. It was easier to think you were just using me to get to the Artifact than believing that you actually might care about me.”

“I do. Care about you. Very much.” Mr. Heiss kissed the top of Indy’s head, curling an arm around Indy’s shoulders. “Against my better judgment.”

“Ha, making me all warm and fuzzy.” Indy laughed and cuddled in close, sipping his new drink. “You really do say the sweetest things.”

“I was also—”

“Getting me all wet.”

Mr. Heiss grunted. “Is it possible to have a single conversation without mentioning anything sexual?”

“Probably not, but I can try very hard.”

“All right, because—”

“As hard as I want to suck your dick right now. Which would also be hard. Because it would be in my mouth.”

Mr. Heiss groaned loudly and lifted his hand to cover Indy’s mouth. “I am trying to tell you that yes, I was also concerned. It has been a very long time since I’ve felt anything for anyone, especially so fast, and I did not trust myself. Yes, your being a human was and still is an issue. Yes, I am going to work on it because I do want to move forward with courting you properly.”

Indy blinked and mumbled into Mr. Heiss’s hand.

“I swear to God if you’re going to say something about moving my hand so you can suck my dick…” Mr. Heiss’s lips twitched up in a smile.

Indy licked Mr. Heiss’s hand.

Mr. Heiss groaned and pulled it away.

“Now, I was going to say something, but you’ve ruined the surprise.” Indy beamed, his heart fluttering as he took a deep breath. “So, instead, I am going to tell you sorry not sorry, can’t stop being human, but I will work on being one who can earn your trust. I’m not, like, a gold medalist when it comes to trusting anyone either, but I’m down to try if you are. And yes, I accept your offer of proper courting but am also very interested in improper courting, if that’s an option.”

Mr. Heiss chuckled and kissed Indy’s lips. “We can be improper later. First we need to decide what to do about your condition.”