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Teeth
He ran his finger along with the demon's mouth before gently pushing and lifting the upper lip, revealing one of its shining white canines. It was long and wickedly sharp. Prodding the teeth and nudging the demon's mouth a bit more intentionally, the android was wordlessly asking his lover to open up properly.
Janemba was a little confused, head tilting slightly and ears twitching but he obliged, parting his jaws. Now Cell could properly brush his thumb along with the tooth, feeling its smooth surface. He slightly pressed the pad against the point, the sharpness so fine that it easily cut into his thumb, drawing a small amount of blood. It wasn't just canines that were sharp, although they were most prominent. The rest of the teeth were also notably pointy compared to, for example, Cell's blunt ones.
The android was fascinated by the demon's teeth despite their lack of usefulness. Janemba really did not have any specific need for sharp teeth other than using them as an intimidation factor. As a being made out of spiritual essence he did not require any tangible sustenance to survive, only evil energy. Though he still could and enjoyed eating. While impressive, fangs were not much of a use in battles where punches, kicks and ki blasts took priority. They were, from a practical point of view, relatively useless detail.
However... Cell leaned forward and pushed his own tongue out, using it to lick around the teeth, deliberately allowing a sharp fang to scratch the top of it.
He liked them. The way they scraped, tugged and pierced his skin when Janemba got in a bitey mood, which was often. The way they were displayed whenever the demon smirked that malicious, wicked smirk of his; the one that got Cell's wings buzzing. The terrifying glow those fangs gained when he charged his mouth beam, green energy crackling around them. The absolutely adorable way they would sometimes peek out beneath his upper lip, especially when he just woke up.
While Cell was focused on his own things, the demon became intrigued by what the bug was up to he decided to play along. This strange little game was fun! The next time when Cell brushed his tongue over his fangs, he bit down a little, cutting a shallow incision on the purple flesh. Cell let out a tiny moan from the act and not out of pain. Playing then escalated into a heated make-out that lasted a good while and when they pulled finally pulled apart, a string of bloody saliva connected their mouths for a second before breaking.
Janemba grinned, mouth wide and full of sharp teeth and Cell shivered at how sexy the demon looked. Especially with purple blood staining otherwise pristine teeth.
***
Exoskeleton
Nails clicking as they ran down the contours of the hard carapace and caught on the edges, Janemba made sure not to leave any scratch marks. Not that Cell would have cared as he could easily fix them but still.
The demon had liked Cell's exoskeleton since he first met the android. The twin shades of beautiful emerald and black obsidian, decorated with jagged spots of darker green... The whole thing was a work of art! Colours were stunning and the demon knew what he was talking about; he himself had impeccable taste in colours.
The exoskeleton was hard, acting as a sturdy armouring but just like Janemba's own bio-armour, had a certain level of feeling as it connected to Cell's nervous system. So Cell could feel easily how the demon was inspecting the planes of his back as he laid on his stomach on the bed, resting. But he was fine with Janemba's poking. It was flattering how the demon found his body fascinating and Cell did so love the praise.
Admiring the shiny black wings, Janemba couldn't wonder just how did Cell move so easily with those as they were enormous! But so pretty~
Dipping his fingers where the upper armour covering the torso ended, Janemba let his nails very lightly scratch the soft, folded purple skin on the android's side, causing Cell to give a tiny shiver.
The android glanced over his shoulder. "Trying to start something, are we?"
Janemba smirked cheekily. Maybe~
He skipped over the pelvic armour to repeat the earlier, only now teasing the soft skin where Cell's leg began. And that was enough as the android swiftly rolled around, folded his leg in an impressive feat of flexibility and shoved the demon off him with a foot. As fast as his sudden 'attack' had been, Cell was quickly straddling the demon's hips, grinning down on him as Janemba had ended up on his back.
"Enough exploring. It's my turn now -" the android purred and Janemba was more than happy to agree.
***
Tongue
Cell looked at his lover, who was flicking jellybeans one by one into the air and capturing each with a precise movement of his tongue before curling it back into his mouth and chewing the candy.
Such a strange characteristic the demon had.
Janemba's tongue was a bit like a lizard's. It was long, roughly about 20 cm fully stretched which already was insane. It wasn't forked at least, but rather tapered, narrowing all the way from the base to the tip.
The android had to admit that the first time the demon had stuck it into his mouth when they had had their first proper making out, Cell had panicked a little. Because, where the hell did you think about putting all that?! But he got used to it, strangely enough.
Before getting to know the demon properly, he wondered if Janemba shared another trait with lizards. That maybe he used his tongue for smelling, to compensate for the lack of a proper nose? But it got swiftly debunked. He could smell just fine with just almost unnoticeable nostrils. Surprisingly well, actually.
Eventually, Cell had just put that tongue on the growing list of 'Just Janemba Things.' It was easier and less of a headache than trying to apply common sense to this particular demon.
Finally, the demon noticed that Cell was looking at him. He stopped in the mid of his game, blue candy resting on his outstretched tongue as he looked confused for why he was being stared at. "Gruf?"
Sighing, Cell picked the candy with telekinesis and waved his finger, making the candy make loops in the air. The demon had frowned at the android stealing his candy and followed the trajectory with sharp eyes, waiting for - There!
Using the same technique that extended his limbs, Janemba snatched the candy from the air with his elongated tongue, striking at the point in the air where he knew Cell was about to move in. Munching his prize, he threw a smug look at the android, clearly saying I win.
"Brat," Cell chuckled lightheartedly and reached for the bag sitting between them to pick some for himself. But the bag was snatched from his reach by the demon's tail.
"Hey. Haven't you learned to share?" Cell grabbed the demon's shoulder and tried to reach past his face for the bag. "Give it here."
*SLURP*
"Eugh!"
Janemba, being the trolling bastard that he was, had just lathered his hand on saliva with that tongue of his. Pulling his hand away, now covered in demon drool, Cell gave his lover a glare that did nothing as Janemba snickered, evidently very amused.
He scrunched his nose but spoke without venom in his voice, affectionally. "You're disgusting." He then wiped his hand on the demon's face.
***
Stinger
As Cell leaned over the table to grab more food, Janemba noticed the stinger between his shoulder plates.
At first, he had not thought much of the whole thing as it was somewhat hidden underneath the android's wings but after Cell had told him tales about how he used to stab people with it and literally drain them into nothingness or open it and suck his fellow androids in as a whole, the demon had been impressed.
Those things sounded gruesome, horrifying, absolutely revolting and he loved it!
Disappointed that he couldn't see it in real life as Cell had explained that he had really no need for absorbing people anymore. Mostly because he was dead and doing that here would get him a very long sentence but also because now he was perfect. But he had humoured the demon and extended it to just show how it looked. To be honest, Janemba's first thought was a suction pipe or a bendy straw. But it looked cool.
Back to the moment, as the android was devouring the dish he had snatched (he might not need to eat anymore but holy fuck, those Saiyan genes were potent!), Janemba, unbeknownst by everyone, moved his hand. Cell had never let him touch the stinger and when you said he couldn't do something, the demon wanted to do it.
So he reached and lightly brushed his finger along the tip -
"Aaaah!!"
Cell's sudden moan cut all conversation and clattering of plates as everyone turned to stare at the android who immediately slapped a hand over his mouth while Janemba snatched his hand back before anyone could see that he was the culprit here. What the hell had he just touched?!
The silence was deafening.
"Mate, Turles' apple pie is good but not THAT good," Bojack finally said, causing other villains to snort and chuckle. Except for the said Saiyan who openly glared at the ginger.
Hand sliding up from his mouth to cover his eyes, Cell lowered his head as he leaned his elbow against the table, face deep purple. Janemba himself found Hell's sky suddenly very interesting.
Slowly, as the snickering eventually ended and the talking continued, Cell gave the demon next to him a glance under his hand, murmuring; "Next time... Wait until we are alone."
Face a bit deeper red, the demon nodded and behaved the rest of the feast.
***
Tail
"Hey, Cell. You have extra growth on you."
The android sighed. "I am aware of that, Frieza. Thank you." The growth in question was a long, red tail circling his waist, curling underneath his wings and coming up to lay on his shoulder. While that was nothing new, this time the thing was that tail was cut off from the base, colourful blocks flickering at the end as the appendage's owner was in another part of Hell entirely.
Janemba was a clingy bastard, alright.
Cell looked down at it. It was, in truth, just a regular, lizard-like tail. Long and powerful, Janemba often used it as a weapon, being able to crack solid stone, dent metal and break bones with it. It could be used as an extra arm, being dexterous enough for even the tiniest of tasks. Most peculiar however was its placement. While most had tails coming up from much lower, continuing as an extension of their spine, Janemba's tail sprouted straight from the middle of his back. Biologically, that should be impossible unless his spine split in two at that point.
Then again, when did something trivial as biology apply to the demon? Also, Cell himself had a stinger between his shoulder plates but his excuse was that he was perfect. Whereas Janemba was... a cheat code to the universe, maybe?
Humming as he got an idea, Cell turned his head and gave the tip of the tail on his shoulder a light peck...
*taptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap*
...causing it to start rapidly wagging against the black carapace. The android shooked his head, amused. He knew that as of just now, Janemba was paying zero attention to Dabura's lectures on 'How to overcome your vile demonic tendencies.' He then groaned. And he was about to have a similar torture session; called 'Learn to let go and forgive your enemies' seminar. Oh, joy...
Sometime later, as the ogre in charge was blabbing on while every single damned was either sleeping, banging their head on the desk or doodling on the face of their sleeping neighbour (like Frieza was doing to Cooler), Cell felt his unlive slowly slipping away. This was so boring! And he did not even have the usual distraction with him; just his tail.
Leaning his head against his palm, Cell began to scratch the tail around his middle, not even really registering what he was doing. That is until he felt a sudden sliding sensation and the tail was unwrapped from around him faster than a Saiyan could inhale a bowl of noodles. He looked down, just witnessing the last blocks disappearing and cocked a brow ridge. What the hell was that? All he had done was - Then it hit him and an impish grin grew on his face. Well, what do you know...?
Later, when he was back at their lair, Cell sauntered to the demon, grinning like the cat that ate the canary, causing the alarms in Janemba's mind to blare loudly. The demon was warily eyeing the android who leaned forward, hand against the rock wall next to the demon's head, a shit-eating grin on his face.
Cell then asked with fake innocence; "So, your tail is ticklish?"
The demon got a bit more colour on his face, vehemently shaking his head, but Cell had smelled an opportunity. "I think it is ~"
Janemba, despite the blush, frowned and swiped the legs off from underneath the android with a foot, sending Cell to his back. The android found the demon looming over him, fangs bared as he made it clear that he was not appreciating the bug's teasing.
But Cell just chuckled as he pushed himself to sit. For acting like this, Janemba was just confirming everything. "No?" He smirked. "So it wouldn't matter if I do this -" Reaching up and using his sharp nails, Cell scratched his lover's back just underneath the tail, near the base and the reaction was instantaneous.
The demon's entire body went rigid for a second or two, all the way from the tips of horns to the end of his tail (actually, his tail went ramrod straight). Then Cell suddenly found himself squashed as Janemba did a 180-degree change and went limp entirely, falling on the android.
"Oomph! Hey! You know you're heavy, right?!" Cell indignantly said and pushed the demon so he could sit up again, Janemba now lying across his lap. The android then felt something. Like vibrations. He looked down and...
No way. Was the demon... purring?
Double-check and yes, he was. It was low, somewhat menacing sounding but definitely purring. Like some... well, demonic monster cat.
Cell had not felt this victorious for a while! He had found a weakness! Keeping up with the scratching and occasionally pressing a bit harder with his nails, Cell had the demon soon keening and purring in utter delight.
About an hour later, Cell was chuckling at the demon who had his arms crossed as he stubbornly refused to look at the android.
The android just couldn't stop teasing his lover! "Does some demon want his tail scratched again?" Cell smirked as the demon hissed, face now darker red with embarrassment.
Janemba glared at him murderously, gathering his tail into his arms as if trying to prevent the android from doing that again. Which drew another set of chuckles from the android. "Aaw, you look cute when blushing!"
Needless to say, Cell found himself hurled through a portal and into the blood pond after that comment. But it was worth it. Especially since despite his grumbling, Janemba did in fact ask for more the next day.
***
Heart
Wrapping his arms around Cell's torso, Janemba happily nuzzled the side of his face against the broad chest, tail wagging and ears flicking.
Cell just sighed. This thing again. He honestly couldn't understand what the demon found so fascinating about this act. Sure, his body was perfect and all but sometimes it felt like Janemba was being a bit excessive.
What Cell did not know was that the demon was nuzzling against his chest because that's where his heart was and no, not because of some saccharine, mushy love thing. Well, not completely anyway.
A heart was the very core of one's being; home oftheir very soul. It represented everything it's owner was. While there was no heartbeat these days for reasons in Cell's case, it was still there and the demon could sense it.
As he was the embodiment of evil itself, Janemba had a natural talent to detect the darkness in others' hearts, easily telling apart wicked from virtuous and even what kind of sins someone had committed. But those with good, pure hearts smelled awful to him, like that Goku had. Just a whiff of that pure stench was enough to make him either retch or want to tear the source apart. But the dark, unpure souls... Those were ones he found a sense of familiarity with, even if he was not very people-friendly in the first place.
While there was a lot that he liked about Cell such as his physical appearance, strength and wit, the most attractive thing... was his dark, wicked heart.
He was an evil demon after all; liking bad things was natural to him.
There are lots of people with similar wicked natures, especially here in Hell but no one, not a single one, would have the exact same mixture of features like Cell did. The bio-android was an unique being not only due to his origin but in a sense of soul as well. And it was that specific cocktail that drew Janemba in like a moth to a flame in the first place.
He loved evil and in his eyes, Cell was without a match. He honestly thought that Cell was wasted as a mortal; he would have been a perfect demon! But he knew that he wouldn't be Cell anymore if that was the case...
It might sound macabre but sometimes he just wanted to dig out that heart; just to see and try to understand just what made Cell so unique... Aww, but then he would get mad at the demon for the stunt and yell. And angry Cell was not fun. Well, not when he was angry at him, anyway...
Oh well. Janemba nuzzled a bit harder, drawing an exasperated sigh from the android but Cell still stroked his head, muttering something about him being a moron... But the demon paid no mind, happily continuing in marveling the perfect heart his mate had.