The red cat ears of the demon flatten on his head and his bottom lips stuck out in a pout. He didn't like being pushed aside like some luggage. He huffed as he crossed his arms and his eye brows furrowed.

Yomi glared at the other while his anger boiled, "Honestly, What DO You mean who am I? How do you forget someones name that you were screaming nearly all night? Seriously?" He pushed his deep red colored bangs out of his face before stepping out of the bed head to the restroom. (r (b "Using your bathroom, Sammy!" He shouted as he shut the door.

He appeared back from out of the restroom five minutes later, "You still can't remember? Well, I guess no surprise. You always did have somewhat of a bad memory. I just never knew if it was because you were just that stupid or didn't care." Yomi smiled deviously before walking of the bedroom and into the next living space, still nude.

Samuel frowned as the red-tailed male awoke, completely fine with the fact that there was nothing left to the imagination as he lay openly nude. He wasn't sure EXACTLY what had happened that night that made this male compliment their time together, but he certainly had an idea. He shut his eyes and attempted to think, though his hangover did not make brain activity an easy feat. As he felt the mouth on his ear and the arms around his neck, he tensed, and picked the undressed male up and placed him back to his side of the bed.

"Who the hell're you again?" he started, putting his cigarette out in the ashtray on the nightstand. Sam smoothed his hair with his hand, trying to put the pieces together. Had he been THAT upset about work?! How the hell did he wind up with a hooker?!

Yomi was curled nice a tight into the sheets of his recent "John". He felt the shuffling and movement of his client, but continued to sleep in hope of a few more minutes of rest. Unfortunately to his displeasure the warm cover were yanked from over him. He shivered from the cold air touching his bare skin before his clear blue eyes snapped open.

The red hair hooker moved from being on his stomach to flipping over onto his side as he propped his head on his hand and stared up at the figure that rudely woke him up. He was completely naked for the whole world to see and not a care for who saw. He yawned a bit before speaking, "Morning, Handsome." His twin cat tails flickered and swayed over his hip. One of time stroking the other's leg.

He giggled playfully before sitting up and crawling over and nipping carefully his John's ear with sharp fangs. "Had a lot of fun last, honey bun.: He licked the outer shell of the man's ear with a little devil's smirk on his face.

"May breakfast be served. He thought as he wrapped his arm's around the other man's neck.

Sam's head felt like it had been balancing a goddamn U-Haul on his head. He felt the blood rush to his head, and he cursed. What had happened last night?! He felt like a trainwreck! He reached for his smokes on the nightstand, and stared at himself in surprise. Save for his boxers, sam was unclothed, not even his socks had stayed on. He threw the blanket off in angry confusion, attempting to light the precious cancer stick to soothe himself. After this, Sam replayed the previous day in his head, where two male demon's had tried to duke it out in the streets among the humans. Well, hell. It wasn't his fault, but it was his job... After being scolded for a 'poor performance', Sam had turned to alcohol to wash his cares away. He understood that he was hungover...
But why was he na-?

Something swept across his leg, making him jump. The long red object flicked, and Sam tore the rest of the covers off. "Oh, shit." he said simply, grabbing the bridge of his nose with his thumb and index finger. The red Neko was clearly not just a napping buddy.