Cam stepped inside and looked up curiously. This house was a little smaller than the one Seymour and Hirsch lived in but still very large. It was different from their house inside as well. He could hear the sounds of laughter coming from down the hall.

He looked over at Seymour, concern in his eyes. "Won't Momo say something about this?" He made a motion indicating himself. If needed he would keep up the slave act.

"Momo's a good guy--it'll be fine with him any way. You don't have to keep the act up if you don't want to..." Seymour returned his attention to the two demons down the hall, whom still weren't visible. "Are you decent? Can I come in?"

Hirsch could be heard snickering, quite loudly. "I'm decent, I'm decent...come in and play cards with us."

He relaxed at Seymour's words. He couldn't help but grin at Seymour's question to Hirsch. He was so easily embarrassed. He followed Seymour down the hall after Hirsch had said he was decent, curious to find out what an imp looked like. He hoped he wouldn't be too out of place.

He looked around the hallway, looking at all the things in it. He noticed most of the objects were placed at a child's level for easy access. Finally they came to the doorway and went in where Hirsch and Momo were sitting.

Hirsch was sitting on the main couch, which was in the middle of the room. He appeared to be playing some kind of card game with a stranger, the owner of the house. Said owner of the house looked up at Cam and Seymour with bright blood red eyes and flashed them a toothy, devilish grin.

He was little...the body of an eight year-old, at least. He was very pale, of course...he looked like the epitome of what a human-like imp would look like.

Cam paused in the doorway, taking in the sight of the imp. He had never seen anything quite like Momo and was slightly taken aback. After his inital shock he walked further into the room, looking curiously at the card game they were playing. He was relieved to see that Hirsch looked much better than he had earlier.

He grinned back at the Imp, amused by how he had the innocent body of a child but the eyes of a demon. "Hello."

"Hi there. I'm Momo." Momo peered curiously at Cam and then glanced back at Hirsch, looking amused once again. "I didn't know you'd taken in a slave. I thought you said you just illegally brought a human here?" He said this matter-of-factly.

"I did," Hirsch replied, arching an eyebrow. "He's just disguised as a slave to make things easier..." Hirsch held his arms out to Cam, hopefully, for a hug.

Seymour dropped the leash now that they were safely in Momo's home.

He stood there for a moment more and then eagerly went over to Hirsch and into his arms. He looked over at Momo, "I'm Cam. Nice to meet you." He looked curiously at the cards in front of them. "What are you guys playing?" It wasn't any kind of card game that he was fimiliar with. He looked over at Hirsch and smiled. "Your looking better."

"We're playing chess with playing cards," Momo replied, cheerfully. "It's more complicated than chess and much more fun..." He stretched himself out slightly, squealing when he noticed Seymour and sticking his arms out for a hug.

Seymour immediately skipped over to give Momo a friendly hug and sit next to him. It seemed that they were friends--Momo was good friends with both brothers.

Hirsch chuckled softly, wrapping his arms tightly around Cam. He was feeling a lot better. With some more rest, he would be perfectly fine.

Cam grinned with amusement as Momo and Seymour hugged tightly. "Hmm sounds interesting. I suppose I should just watch for a while until I understand it a little better." He snuggled back onto Hirsch's chest with a sigh of contentment. He hadn't realized just how much he had missed being in his arms. "I missed you," he murmured into Hirsch's ear.

He settled back to watch the game, eager to find out how they played it. He was usually a quick study and it wouldn't take him very long to pick up on the rules of the game.

"Good. So did I..." Hirsch ran his fingers loosely through Cam's hair, leaning down to give him a gentle kiss before he resumed his game with Momo.

It was a simple game, actually. They replaced all the chess pieces with cards from the deck...but it was as if each player had two sets of pieces. Four people could play this game at once. It was a mix between chess, a card game, and Chinese checkers, almost.

Cam gave a shiver of pleasure as Hirsch ran his fingers through his hair. He eagerly kissed him back and then watched as they played. After a little while he thought he had all the game play straight in his head. He had been an excellent chess player and this twist on the game was very fun. "Don't let him block you there," he whispered to Hirsch as he spotted a trap on the board.

He watched Momo with curious eyes. He was almost too cute. Cam liked how he just accepted him without any reservations and he relaxed against Hirsch as he watched them play.

Hirsch followed Cam's guidance at once, easily beating the feinting move that Momo had tried on him. Momo was a tricky chess player as it was, and when it came to games of strategy he had quite a few different moves that he would try on him...

Momo puffed out his cheeks in a childish sort of way and quickly thought of a new strategy to use. He had a brain on him, of course...he just masked it sometimes with the way he acted.

Seymour was tired, it seemed...he fell asleep with his head resting on the side of the couch and just stayed there, completely still.

Cam snickered at the look on Momo's face. He leaned forward, getting into the game. He looked over and was amused to see Seymour laying on the side of the couch, passed out. "Looks like I wore him out." He realized how that sounded right after he said it and froze wondering how Hirsch and Momo would take it.

"Oh-ho..." Momo was grinning rather widely. One of his night black eyebrows raised. "Really, now? I thought Seymour wouldn't do anything without dearest Hershey nearby..." He peered curiously at Hirsch.

Hirsch shrugged, glancing at Cam in question. "...I doubt he did much of anything without me there. I had a feeling he wouldn't. He prefers having me by his side in case something happens..." He hummed.

Cam turned bright red. "No! I didn't mean it like that! Not that I don't think Seymour isn't attractive, I do but.." He was rambling and knew it. If they didn't read this as a sign that something had happened then he would consider himself lucky. He quickly shut his mouth, embarrassed that he had rambled on so much.

"We didn't do..anything..." he finished lamely. If anything, his face turned even redder as he quickly looked down.

"...too sexual..." Momo finished, cheerfully. "That's fine! Seymour doesn't do much of anything without Hershey close by. They're joined at the hip! ...But not like that. No, Hershey just monitors things...Seymour's a bit of a baby in the bedroom."

Hirsch yawned widely before making his next move in the game. "If you want to do something, I can cajole Seymour into it later. But I most likely have to be there."

"Ah, well he said something about that before we came over here.." He sat there, still very embarassed as the red slowly faded from his cheeks. Seymour had said they might continue where they had left off later when Hirsch was there. He still felt bad about kissing him and making him freeze up but if he still wanted to try later he wasn't going to say no.

"I, um, I kinda ki-" He broke off before he could get the word out, concerned that Hirsch would get angry that he had made a move on his brother. He had seen how protective they both were of each other and didn't want to do anything to make them mad at him. He decided to focus on the game and try to forget about it for the time being.

Hirsch and Momo's game continued for a little while more. When they finally finished, Momo had emerged victorious. Not that Hirsch was complaining much--they hadn't bet anything on this particular game...it had just been for fun. He stood up, yawning. "I'm ready to go home and relax for a while..." He skipped around the table to give Momo a hug and a kiss on the cheek before heading back around to pick up Cam.

"Wake up Seymour, all right?" He was gathering up his playing cards, with the help of the eager little imp.

He grinned at Momo. "Nice move there at the end. Maybe next time I can play too." He stood up and stretched, the black clothing he was wearing showing off his body. "It was nice to meet you Momo." He walked over to where Seymour was laying, an amused look on his face. He bent down and gently rocked his shoulder. "Hey beautiful, time to get up." He could always try the sexy voice again on him if this didn't work.

He had liked coming over to Momo's house but was eager to go home with Hirsch and relax with him. He knew he would have to put on his slave persona again and wondered who would lead him back to their house this time.

"We could all always play something else." Momo's tone was quite suggestive. Despite his child-like form he was quite old. He had this younger form and the form of a sixteen year-old, as well. "I'll see you later."

Seymour was eager to rise this time, realizing he'd fallen asleep at the imp's house. That was never a good idea, with Momo always itching to play pranks on people. "Are we going home, now...? I wanna be carried," he stated, cheerily. He was tired and actually liked being carried.

"I can lead Cam, then...would you mind carrying him?" Hirsch had a grin plastered on his face. He wanted him to carry Seymour for a reason...

Cam blinked with surprise at the suggestive tone in Momo's voice. He hadn't expected that at all and it caught him off guard. "Oh, um, maybe. See you later." Cam handed Hirsch the leash and then gently picked Seymour up. He wasn't very heavy and Cam could carry him with ease. "Nope, I don't mind at all," he said warmly, smiling at Hirsch.

He then closed his eyes for a minute and focused on becoming a slave again. He opened them and looked down, waiting for Hirsch to lead the way. He kept a tight hold on Seymour as they started back towards the mansion. Seymour was warm in his arms and he felt a twinge of heat spread through his body as he held him close. He was still very attracted to him and liked having him this close, even if it was just for a little bit.

Seymour appeared to like being held. He curled up like a baby in Cam's arms and closed his eyes to rest along the way. It wasn't uncommon to see slaves carrying around their masters, or even companions or friends of their master's. So no one found the fact that Cam was carrying Seymour out of the ordinary.

Hirsch led Cam cheerfully back down the road. He appeared to be more used to leading slaves around than Seymour...perhaps he had had one or two in the past? Once they reached home, Hirsch let Cam off the leash but kept the collar on him--it looked nice as a necklace, in his opinion.

They stepped inside the house and Cam looked down at Seymour. "Hey you asleep?" He looked up at Hirsch as he took off the leash but kept the collar on him. He gave him a smile that was touched with a hint of lust. He let his eyes roam over his body and then back up to his eyes. He had missed him more than he had thought and longed to be in his arms again. He looked down at Seymour to see if he was awake or if he had fallen asleep again.

Hirsch didn't miss Cam's eyes drifting all over him. He simply leaned against the wall, flashing him a small but pleased smile. He was more focused on seeing if Seymour wanted to finish up whatever the two of them had tried to start...

"I'm awake..." Seymour yawned and stretched his arms out slightly. He didn't bring up continuing anything...he was probably too shy to.

He smiled down at him as he stretched out. "Well then, where should I put you?" He enjoyed holding Seymour, liking the way his body felt in his arms. He could feel lust coiling in his belly as he looked down at him. "Your brothers here now," he murmured softly in his ear, "if you decide you want to try and finish what we were doing earlier." He gave him a smoldering look, indicating that he would definitely want to continue.