In The Midst Of Passion.

Heat

G-get away f-from me Rin was visibly shaking with rage, so much so that you could feel the heat coming off him in waves. As Amaimon cornered him in a seemingly and surprisingly short alley-way. How he ended up here; well Rin just ran like any sane person, would do if they were being tailed on by the "demon king of Earth." Not to mention said "demon king", is none other than Amaimon! Rin
Had always pondered why he had such wretched luck.
Rin was suddenly awoken from his revery by none other than bracoli-head himself.

"What the fuck do you want from me"?! Amaimon was taken aback from the sudden burst of fiery and malice induced words as bright blue flames, engulfed the youngers body.
It had been strange, Amaimon had been minding his own business doing the usual when a intoxicating scent swivels through the breeze. A wonderful smell of coconut and a hint of the ocean breeze. Amaimon wondered where that magnificent scent came from. As per usual Amaimon being the curious five-year old; in "spirit", unless you add the whole demon king of Earth. As he descended from the bad parts of the slums he'd been wondering just minutes prior. He finally got to where the Scent is at its strongest, he is shocked beyond repair there walking nonchalantly is none other than Okumura Rin himself, Amaimon smells the air just as he suspected!
The younger is in heat! The demon thought in glee.

Rin had taken a stroll, he let his body guide him with no true destination in mind the younger hadn't realized where he had gone, seemingly lost in thought.
At
times his school life and saving people from demons gets tiring. For some reason he'd been feeling weird these weeks right after his sixteenth birthday he didn't understand this foreign sensation; a hot coiling inside his very soul not to mention the strange heat waves,that had his skin prickling, and constant shivers that wracked his body at times his skin would get so sensitive that the clothes he wore would irritate his skin, bringing a slight pain-pleasure feel.

He thought about asking Yukio but, never got around to it he didn't want to stress his brother anymore than he already and most probably was. As Rin was walking he suddenly had a dizzy spell, his vision blurred for several minutes that felt like hours to the younger it came with a pounding in his head.
Amaimon couldn't stop himself from catching Rin thus preventing any further damage,he felt strangely at ease.Rin wiggled from a firm yet comfortable chest while rubbing his eyes to regain his vision, as he did this the "strangers" hand made contact with Rins' now sensitive skin in which a purr-almost keening noise to be forced out of the oblivious teenager's petal pink lips,Rin was shocked to say the least. Amaimon let out an audible growl of contentment which caused a delicious rumble that resonated down the youngers back.

Rin was suddenly brought back from his tranquil-yet lust-filled trance. He turned his head in the direction of his "savior"

Rin jumped from the elders grasp like he'd been burned. Amaimon sat still looking owlishly at Rin while the halfling gawked at Amaimon. The realization finally registered on both ends but as usual Amaimon kept that everlasting emotionless mask,while contrary the youngers face a pretty pink color. There was something peculiar about Amaimons eyes,they were glowing an intense yet beautiful turquoise colour, which caused the younger to halt any movement and stare helpless to what will come. In that moment Rin felt right at home..which scared him.
He knew he needed to leave! He hesitated for a few seconds he was so lost in those eyes,but he managed to regain some of his senses and sprinted,jumped,climbed and turned corners, but even so Amaimon managed to be hot on his trial.
Rin knew one wrong turn and that would be the end of this game,but that was Amaimons aim after all he was always one for games,with an inward smirk he continued. As Rin turned a sharp corner he slammed face-first into hard-brick wall, "crap"! Thought the younger, Amaimon grinned in glee as he got close enough towards the momentarily shocked younger,he watched patiently as the teen struggled to regain his balance. Once Rin was steady on his feet he turned to face bracoli-head,a name given to the foul demon, a while back when Konekomaru shot a demon-repelling fire-cracker which missed it's target and landed upon said "foul demons head." Rin couldn't help but snicker at the thought.