Nix came, spilling over Emmett’s hands and his stomach. Emmett followed moments after, his muscles tensing then relaxing before he pulled out, collapsed onto Nix and kissed him.
“I thought you might be on the point of forgetting your name,” Emmett panted. “That’s why I kept saying it.”
“Good of you to remind me.”
“Anything for you, my demon.”
“Can I have that in writing, my angel?”
“No.”
Nix waited until he was sure his legs would support him, then he shuffled out from under Emmett, picked him up and threw him overboard.