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“I can’t believe anyone would say that,” Jack scoffed.

This cuddle session had ended early as Jack sat up with annoyance, reading through the comments.

“There’s like ten thousand likes.”

“For what?”

Jack handed over the phone.

@KingGael: I know Deer Daddy is clapping them cheeks but is he also putting belt to ass when you run your mouth like this?

The comment had over ten thousand likes and a string of responses.

@DevotedCryptid: No!!!! My baby is a lover not a fighter.

@KingGael: He loves getting his ass beat in more ways than one.

@CreepiCrawliBoi: You can tell Deer Daddy is ready to shut him up in some of those videos

@StagStan: Nooooooo! He loves it.

@Username77723405: Deer Daddy ain’t mad. He’s just a deer in headlights on video.

@CosplayQueen420: Nah, he’s fucking Jack up.

@DylanKR: In and out of the bedroom.

@TedRed37: I have seen Jack dance. No way can he throw fists.

@Username433224538: What does that have to do with anything you stup!d b!tch!

From that point, most of the comments in the thread devolved into abrasive arguing. But there were still many other people in separate comments who’d jumped on board with the idea that Dimitri was stronger than Jack.

Admittedly, Dimitri couldn’t help but smile. Jack’s followers always said the most absurd things, but all in all, Dimitri had learned not to take anything too seriously.

“They make some wild assumptions about us,” Dimitri said.

“Yeah, the biggest one being that you can kick my ass,” Jack said with an edge in his voice. “There’s tons of comments rolling in suggesting I’m some kind of pushover.”

“I do not understand the problem. These comments are only speaking the truth,” Dimitri replied, hiding his joy to play off his comment with a seemingly straight face.

“Are you kidding me?” Jack gasped. “I’m way stronger than you.”

“That is an obvious lie weaker men tell themselves.”

“You’ve seen what I can do, I’m like a fucking demon god.”

“That is not strength,” Dimitri scoffed. “That is shadow magic.”

“Which is part of my strength.”

“No, no, that is cheap trick.” Dimitri shook his head. “In a battle of strength, I would win. In a battle of magics, you might fare better by just a bit.”

“Just a bit?” Jack’s shadowy expression had the cutest, most ridiculously exaggerated look of shock and bewilderment. “I would fucking demolish you.”

Dimitri stifled a snort, truly enjoying this game of teasing with Jack.

“I do not know if I could agree with such blatant lies,” Dimitri tsked. “But I suppose if it makes you feel better, I can force myself to come to the same conclusion.”