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Selever pressed his body close to Julius. He seeked comfort after hurting his arm while tidying up.
"Babe, what's wrong?" Julius hummed, scratching Selever's hair, drawing a gentle purr from his chest.
"Crushed my arm in the cupboard by accident. Fucking bitch cupboard.." Selever hissed.
Julius snickered, still running his hands through Selever's soft fluffy locks.
Selever bumped his forehead against Julius's chest affectionately, before flopping onto his lap and curling up into a ball.
"You're like a cat, you know?" Julius said with a small giggle, continuing to pet the fluffy thing in his lap.
Selever then shifted from his orb shaped position to snuggle against Julius's neck, finding comfort in his warmth.
"You're so fuckin' warm... Wish I was this warm." Selever mumbled, purring again.
"You might not be as warm as me, but you're fluffy as hell Babe. You remind me of a fluffy cat," Julius purred. "You really do."
Selever could feel Julius purring as he snuggled his chest.
"So I'M the cat here?" He chuckled.
Julius rolled his eyes. "Babe you purring 24/7, I don't know why you're making fun of me."
Selever wrapped his arms around Julius, listening to his purr. The purring was softer and deeper than Selever's, sounding more like a quiet ambient hum.
"How the fuck did you achieve this level of cuteness?" Selever giggled, not expecting an answer.
Clearing his throat, Julius proceeded to list all the things about himself that he considered cute.
"One, I have soft, long hair, two, I have huge eyes which dilate when I'm happy or about to play fight with you, 3, I'm extremely warm for some reason."
"You're warm because of your species. Some demons are warmer than others" Said Selever.
Julius let out a laugh, squishing Selever's side with his finger.
"You're squishy, I'm warm, you're fluffy, I'm not," purred Julius, "And yet we're exactly the same."
"What could you possible mean?" Selever snickered, leaning in as Julius petted one of his horns.
"We both love cuddles!" Julius chirped, pulling Selever against his body.
"Well, you're right about that, Roachy!"
