Just a Coffee
“Exactly what I asked. What are you?” She put the kettle on and moved around him to drop the blanket back on the couch. Clad in only her panties and a tanktop over a sports bra, she padded back into the kitchen, filling Raliegh’s bowls with food and water, before hopping onto the counter.
“Look, you can’t be any weirder than the shit that’s been going on here. We’ve had aliens, super soldiers and gods invading lately, and thats not even getting started on the mutants. They have a two fuzzy blue men and a skin changers.” She pointed out.
And there it was, laid out plainly. Here stood perhaps one of millions of humans that would know the secret of his existence. She demanded it, as clearly as she could, and he had no choice but to give it to her.
He chose to show her rather than simply tell her. Sliding off the stool, checked behind himself for obstacles, then dropped the layer of cover he always used to blend in with humanity. In the blink of an eye, he had grown horns, onyx-feathered wings, and a tail that swished with agitation behind him. His black pupils swallowed the whites of his eyes, and he shrugged, his wings fanning out just a little with the motion.
“I’m a demon, Sam,” he announced, daring her with his unflinching gaze to live up to her claim and deal with this knowledge.
She hopped off the countertop as well, before humming appreciatively. “Still gorgeous.” She ran gentle fingertips over his wings. The kettle began to whistle and she turned away from him. “Don’t knock anything over please.” She said over her shoulder as she pour the water into the cups. “Do you want marshmallows or whipped cream or anything?” She asked, grabbing a peppermint stick and unwrapping it to stick it in her cocoa.
She took a sip and sighed happily at the warmth flooding her body. Raliegh padded over to him and sniffed him before barking, her tail wagging. “She really likes you..”