Time Of Service

“ Laurie! ”

*The be other cheered. He ran down the hall, hopping up onto the French man’s back. Wrapping his arm around his neck.*

*Lawrence let out a startled noise. Especially with Malach’s vice grip around his neck.*

"Malach!"

*He exclaimed, teeter tottering on his balance.*

*Malach grinned with Lawrence’s annoyed tone. He pushed his face into his hair.*

“ Still using the shampoo I like, hmm? ”

*He snickered.*

*He had eventually recovered his balance. With a sigh, he grumbled. Malach, it was terrible with how quick he always got on his nerves.*

"Keep quiet."

*Lawrence huffed. To support Malacn, his hands wrapped around his thighs - holding him up in a piggyback position.*

“ Oh hush… ”

*Malach chuckled. His finger ran along his jawline slowly.*

“ Even smell like the cologne I complimented. Which was… just yesterday. ”

*The man whispered, resting his forehead against Lawrence’s shoulder blades.*

*A flush of red went straight to Lawrence’s ears.*

"You.. Stop it. Stop bringing that up."

*He grunted. Lawrence narrowed his eyes.*

“ To your room if you wanna see it, twat. ”

*Malach grinned.*

*Lawrence rolled his eyes.*

"Must you put it so lewdly? This is a hallway.”

*He grunted. But, following the brother’s request, he began making direction toward his room.*

“ Oh shut it, darling. ”

*Malach hummed. He lifted himself up a bit to peer over the man’s head. So what if they looked like idiots.*

“ Whadya’ think it looks like? ”

"I think they look like dove feathers. I’ve heard, angel wings are like an upbringing of serotonin…"

*Lawrence mumbled. His thoughts tracking back to what he’d been thinking about earlier: Angel wings.*

"Large, I presume?"

*Malach let out a small croon.*

“ They’re not ivory-white, that’s certain. ”

*He muttered quietly. Switching from a boisterous act to a more docile one.*

*He ducked his dead down to miss the wood of Lawrence’s doorway.*

*Lawrence nodded softly. He sat down at the edge of his bed so Malach could safely get off his back.*

*Malach shuffled back on the bed. Once he was finally comfortable, he stared up at Lawrence.*

“ Ready? ”

*He asked.*

“ Laurie! ”

*The be other cheered. He ran down the hall, hopping up onto the French man’s back. Wrapping his arm around his neck.*

*Lawrence let out a startled noise. Especially with Malach’s vice grip around his neck.*

"Malach!"

*He exclaimed, teeter tottering on his balance.*

*Malach grinned with Lawrence’s annoyed tone. He pushed his face into his hair.*

“ Still using the shampoo I like, hmm? ”

*He snickered.*

*He had eventually recovered his balance. With a sigh, he grumbled. Malach, it was terrible with how quick he always got on his nerves.*

"Keep quiet."

*Lawrence huffed. To support Malacn, his hands wrapped around his thighs - holding him up in a piggyback position.*

“ Oh hush… ”

*Malach chuckled. His finger ran along his jawline slowly.*

“ Even smell like the cologne I complimented. Which was… just yesterday. ”

*The man whispered, resting his forehead against Lawrence’s shoulder blades.*

*A flush of red went straight to Lawrence’s ears.*

"You.. Stop it. Stop bringing that up."

*He grunted. Lawrence narrowed his eyes.*

“ To your room if you wanna see it, twat. ”

*Malach grinned.*

*Lawrence rolled his eyes.*

"Must you put it so lewdly? This is a hallway.”

*He grunted. But, following the brother’s request, he began making direction toward his room.*

“ Oh shut it, darling. ”

*Malach hummed. He lifted himself up a bit to peer over the man’s head. So what if they looked like idiots.*

“ Whadya’ think it looks like? ”

"I think they look like dove feathers. I’ve heard, angel wings are like an upbringing of serotonin…"

*Lawrence mumbled. His thoughts tracking back to what he’d been thinking about earlier: Angel wings.*

"Large, I presume?"

*Malach let out a small croon.*

“ They’re not ivory-white, that’s certain. ”

*He muttered quietly. Switching from a boisterous act to a more docile one.*

*He ducked his dead down to miss the wood of Lawrence’s doorway.*

“ Laurie! ”

*The be other cheered. He ran down the hall, hopping up onto the French man’s back. Wrapping his arm around his neck.*

*Lawrence let out a startled noise. Especially with Malach’s vice grip around his neck.*

"Malach!"

*He exclaimed, teeter tottering on his balance.*

*Malach grinned with Lawrence’s annoyed tone. He pushed his face into his hair.*

“ Still using the shampoo I like, hmm? ”

*He snickered.*

*He had eventually recovered his balance. With a sigh, he grumbled. Malach, it was terrible with how quick he always got on his nerves.*

"Keep quiet."

*Lawrence huffed. To support Malacn, his hands wrapped around his thighs - holding him up in a piggyback position.*

“ Oh hush… ”

*Malach chuckled. His finger ran along his jawline slowly.*

“ Even smell like the cologne I complimented. Which was… just yesterday. ”

*The man whispered, resting his forehead against Lawrence’s shoulder blades.*

*A flush of red went straight to Lawrence’s ears.*

"You.. Stop it. Stop bringing that up."

*He grunted. Lawrence narrowed his eyes.*

“ To your room if you wanna see it, twat. ”

*Malach grinned.*

*Lawrence rolled his eyes.*

"Must you put it so lewdly? This is a hallway.”

*He grunted. But, following the brother’s request, he began making direction toward his room.*

“ Oh shut it, darling. ”

*Malach hummed. He lifted himself up a bit to peer over the man’s head. So what if they looked like idiots.*

“ Whadya’ think it looks like? ”

“ Laurie! ”

*The be other cheered. He ran down the hall, hopping up onto the French man’s back. Wrapping his arm around his neck.*

*Lawrence let out a startled noise. Especially with Malach’s vice grip around his neck.*

"Malach!"

*He exclaimed, teeter tottering on his balance.*

*Malach grinned with Lawrence’s annoyed tone. He pushed his face into his hair.*

“ Still using the shampoo I like, hmm? ”

*He snickered.*

*He had eventually recovered his balance. With a sigh, he grumbled. Malach, it was terrible with how quick he always got on his nerves.*

"Keep quiet."

*Lawrence huffed. To support Malacn, his hands wrapped around his thighs - holding him up in a piggyback position.*

“ Oh hush… ”

*Malach chuckled. His finger ran along his jawline slowly.*

“ Even smell like the cologne I complimented. Which was… just yesterday. ”

*The man whispered, resting his forehead against Lawrence’s shoulder blades.*

*A flush of red went straight to Lawrence’s ears.*

"You.. Stop it. Stop bringing that up."

*He grunted. Lawrence narrowed his eyes.*

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“ To your room if you wanna see it, twat. ”

*Malach grinned.*

WHY ARE WE ACTING LIKE NYX WOULD GAF?? SO BE IT WOULDNT MATTER IF THEYRE DYNAMICS WOULD BE: This is my boyfriend Lawrence, and his boyfriend Malach!

“ More the merrier! ”

MALACH. YOU GET BACK FROM LAWRENCE. ENOUGH IS ENOUGH… THAT MAN HAS KIDS

“ That man will be bred, hope this helps! ”

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“ Laurie! ”

*The be other cheered. He ran down the hall, hopping up onto the French man’s back. Wrapping his arm around his neck.*

*Lawrence let out a startled noise. Especially with Malach’s vice grip around his neck.*

"Malach!"

*He exclaimed, teeter tottering on his balance.*

*Malach grinned with Lawrence’s annoyed tone. He pushed his face into his hair.*

“ Still using the shampoo I like, hmm? ”

*He snickered.*

*He had eventually recovered his balance. With a sigh, he grumbled. Malach, it was terrible with how quick he always got on his nerves.*

"Keep quiet."

*Lawrence huffed. To support Malacn, his hands wrapped around his thighs - holding him up in a piggyback position.*

“ Oh hush… ”

*Malach chuckled. His finger ran along his jawline slowly.*

“ Even smell like the cologne I complimented. Which was… just yesterday. ”

*The man whispered, resting his forehead against Lawrence’s shoulder blades.*

“ Are ya edible? Ya look peng. ”

Why don't you come over here and find out~

“ You are a lot more nicer than Omega ever tried to be. ”

*Malach mused. He walked over to him, looking the ghoul up and down. He squinted his eyes down onto cowbell’s neck.*

Omega's old and impatient... *Grins wickedly, fangs on display. Looking down at the brother not even close to matching his height*

I, however, have an eternity to make you wait~

“ Make me wait? ”

*Malach asked.*

“ I’m persistent. I don’t know if you’ll be able to manage me like so. ”

Why don't you come sit and tell me a bit about yourself, hm? Then I'll see if you're worthy of having the privilege to bite me...

*Malach raised an eyebrow up at the ghoul. Tapping his foot against the ground.*

“ Where’ am’i suppose to sit? Don’t think I need an audition to make a pretty ‘lil markin’. It’d just be one quick ‘lil thing. ”

*He taps his lap where he was sat with the tilt of his head and a sinister grin*

It's never just a quick little thing~ unlike the rest, I bite back. Tit for tat... only fair, no?

*Malach rolled his tongue on the inside of his cheek.*

“ It is. ”

*He muttered. He continued to stare at the ghoul’s lap with a reluctant expression.*

“ So, I sit down. And just like that? ”

*The brother of sin asked, snapping his fingers.*

*He shrugged, leaning back against the wall*

Well, I bite you, then we find out if you can handle the venom. If you can, then we can have some fun~

“ Never been timid about fun… ”

*Malach hummed. Slowly, he walked closer towards him.*

“ And what’s the venom gonna do? Give me a ‘lil sting or aftershock? ”

*He snickered. His fingers fiddled with the neck-line of Cowbell’s shirt.*

*His tail trailed up the brothers back as he smirked*

Could sting…. could be excruciatingly painful. Or could be like you’re high as fuck on cloud 9. It’s a 50/50 chance. Still interested?

“ You’re crazy. ”

*Malach remarked about the multi-ghoul. His hands cupped the sides of his face.*

“ But I like it. ”

*He pushed himself to stand between the ghouls legs. One hand on his shoulder as he loosened his collar*

“ Go on. ”

With pleasure~

*Felix smirked, forked tongue licking his lips at the invitation before latching onto the brothers neck, hands supporting him so he wouldn’t fall as the venom worked quickly into his bloodstream*

“ Bloody fuck! ”

*Malach hissed aloud. His right hand wrapping around the ghoul’s horn as the other was prompted on his shoulder.*

“ Starved, huh. ”

*He trailed off into a mumble with a dazed expression.*

“ Laurie! ”

*The be other cheered. He ran down the hall, hopping up onto the French man’s back. Wrapping his arm around his neck.*

*Lawrence let out a startled noise. Especially with Malach’s vice grip around his neck.*

"Malach!"

*He exclaimed, teeter tottering on his balance.*

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*Malach grinned with Lawrence’s annoyed tone. He pushed his face into his hair.*

“ Still using the shampoo I like, hmm? ”

*He snickered.*

“Malach, Malach!”

*Maeve said, running up to him with a pitiful expression on her face, a pouting look.*

“I spilled jam on my dress!” *She complained.*

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“ Sister Mae. ”

*He greeted back to her. His eyes widening a little. Following her eyes, he saw the reddish stain.*

“ It’s not like it’s bloody armageddon. You look lovely, can barley notice. ”

*Malach reassured her.*

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*The short red-head let out a soft sigh of relief. She kissed the tip of finger and bopped him on the nose.*

“Thank you… I was going to freak out.”

*Maeve murmured, straightening out her skirt.*

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*Malach chuckled at her delicate touch.*

“ Don’t, you look divine right now, love. ”

*He hummed.*

“Malach, Malach!”

*Maeve said, running up to him with a pitiful expression on her face, a pouting look.*

“I spilled jam on my dress!” *She complained.*

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“ Sister Mae. ”

*He greeted back to her. His eyes widening a little. Following her eyes, he saw the reddish stain.*

“ It’s not like it’s bloody armageddon. You look lovely, can barley notice. ”

*Malach reassured her.*

*pointing at you*

ANGEL!!!!

“ SHH- SHHH! Don’t yell that aloud! ”

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“ Are ya’ edible? ”

Obviously.

“ Gee, love your enthusiasm. ”

“ Are ya edible? Ya look peng. ”

Why don't you come over here and find out~

“ You are a lot more nicer than Omega ever tried to be. ”

*Malach mused. He walked over to him, looking the ghoul up and down. He squinted his eyes down onto cowbell’s neck.*

Omega's old and impatient... *Grins wickedly, fangs on display. Looking down at the brother not even close to matching his height*

I, however, have an eternity to make you wait~

“ Make me wait? ”

*Malach asked.*

“ I’m persistent. I don’t know if you’ll be able to manage me like so. ”

Why don't you come sit and tell me a bit about yourself, hm? Then I'll see if you're worthy of having the privilege to bite me...

*Malach raised an eyebrow up at the ghoul. Tapping his foot against the ground.*

“ Where’ am’i suppose to sit? Don’t think I need an audition to make a pretty ‘lil markin’. It’d just be one quick ‘lil thing. ”

*He taps his lap where he was sat with the tilt of his head and a sinister grin*

It's never just a quick little thing~ unlike the rest, I bite back. Tit for tat... only fair, no?

*Malach rolled his tongue on the inside of his cheek.*

“ It is. ”

*He muttered. He continued to stare at the ghoul’s lap with a reluctant expression.*

“ So, I sit down. And just like that? ”

*The brother of sin asked, snapping his fingers.*

*He shrugged, leaning back against the wall*

Well, I bite you, then we find out if you can handle the venom. If you can, then we can have some fun~

“ Never been timid about fun… ”

*Malach hummed. Slowly, he walked closer towards him.*

“ And what’s the venom gonna do? Give me a ‘lil sting or aftershock? ”

*He snickered. His fingers fiddled with the neck-line of Cowbell’s shirt.*

*His tail trailed up the brothers back as he smirked*

Could sting…. could be excruciatingly painful. Or could be like you’re high as fuck on cloud 9. It’s a 50/50 chance. Still interested?

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“ You’re crazy. ”

*Malach remarked about the multi-ghoul. His hands cupped the sides of his face.*

“ But I like it. ”

*He pushed himself to stand between the ghouls legs. One hand on his shoulder as he loosened his collar*

“ Go on. ”

Pretty sure you do have wings, you're just scared to show them cause their beauty would blind the masses *giggles*

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“ Thank ya, darling. But i’m rather sure I don’t have wings. Other than that you’ve blinded me already. ”

“ Are ya edible? Ya look peng. ”

Why don't you come over here and find out~

“ You are a lot more nicer than Omega ever tried to be. ”

*Malach mused. He walked over to him, looking the ghoul up and down. He squinted his eyes down onto cowbell’s neck.*

Omega's old and impatient... *Grins wickedly, fangs on display. Looking down at the brother not even close to matching his height*

I, however, have an eternity to make you wait~

“ Make me wait? ”

*Malach asked.*

“ I’m persistent. I don’t know if you’ll be able to manage me like so. ”

Why don't you come sit and tell me a bit about yourself, hm? Then I'll see if you're worthy of having the privilege to bite me...

*Malach raised an eyebrow up at the ghoul. Tapping his foot against the ground.*

“ Where’ am’i suppose to sit? Don’t think I need an audition to make a pretty ‘lil markin’. It’d just be one quick ‘lil thing. ”

*He taps his lap where he was sat with the tilt of his head and a sinister grin*

It's never just a quick little thing~ unlike the rest, I bite back. Tit for tat... only fair, no?

*Malach rolled his tongue on the inside of his cheek.*

“ It is. ”

*He muttered. He continued to stare at the ghoul’s lap with a reluctant expression.*

“ So, I sit down. And just like that? ”

*The brother of sin asked, snapping his fingers.*

*He shrugged, leaning back against the wall*

Well, I bite you, then we find out if you can handle the venom. If you can, then we can have some fun~