Hey sir! I Hope you don't mind me asking this, But what is your top 5 favorite Dessert?
That’s the only thing I’ve tried, though.
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Hey sir! I Hope you don't mind me asking this, But what is your top 5 favorite Dessert?
That’s the only thing I’ve tried, though.
Hey, got any crushes? Looks like you’re very close to Benny...
👁🗨 • Carne laughed softly at the suggestion, although his eyes shone with a coldness that suggested he wasn’t too pleased. “I like no one. I love no one. I trust no one.” He whispered, a crooked grin spreading across his face.
ur multiship right? how do we win ur heart?
👁🗨 • Carne cracked a small grin. “Give me money, and you can have me. Give me money and fame, and you can have everything.” He purred, voice soft and sultry.
(RP) *Out in a park, a 4ft 2 wolf stood surrounded by trees, he was listening to music blasting in his headphone, he danced with grace and skill, but the what was surprising was his voice, it was low, seductive almost demonic in nature* "~ -Baby, can’t you see, I’m calling, A guy like you, Should wear a warning, It’s dangerous, I’m fallin’~"
👁🗨 • Carne happened to be sitting on a low hanging branch, as luck would have it; he was waiting for a target. He looked up when he heard singing, giving a disappointed sigh when he noticed who it wasn’t, and shoving his gun back in its holster.
“As lovely as your singing is, my darling little doggy, I have to request that you quiet down a bit.”
*Inco’s face flushed red, he took his headphones off, the music still playing, He looked up into the tree* Carne! *Huffs* “Okay, I’ll keep it down….What are you doing in that tree? *He walked up to it, resting his back on it* Are you hunting someone?
“I am.” He blinked slowly, giving a crooked smile and crossing his legs delicately. “They won’t know, if you’re quiet.”
Maybe I could help you, I could smell out their scent for you! I will stay quiet but if the scent become stronger, I’ll flick my tail at you, sound good? *He had turned the music off, looking up at him*
“Hm... alright. Watch out for the scent of cigarettes.” Carne modded, leaning back and ducking behind more leaves.
Curly accidentally ran into him while heading to her baseball practice, she fell onto the ground with a crash of her things.
👁🗨 • Slowly looking down as she fell, the demon gave a low snort and raised his brows. “Well. I suppose that’s a form of karma?”
“Damn it, I guess so…” Curly was trying to hurry herself up to pick her things up. “Where did my bat go?!” She was in freakout mode, while looking around for it.
Carne turned to look behind him, kicking the bat upwards and grabbing it. He held it towards Curly. “Here you are.”
Curly accidentally ran into him while heading to her baseball practice, she fell onto the ground with a crash of her things.
👁🗨 • Slowly looking down as she fell, the demon gave a low snort and raised his brows. “Well. I suppose that’s a form of karma?”
👁🗨 closed starter 👁🗨
🃏• Carne found himself in the middle of yet another bar fight; this time, of course, he’d started it. So it wasn’t until he felt someone looming over him that he even began to stop bashing the demon underneath him over the head with an empty Chardonnay bottle. Looking back, the demon smoothed his high-waisted pantsuit and narrowed his eyes, peering up at Benny underneath long lashes.
“Don’t tell me you wanna join the fight, too. I would hate to have to fight someone as large as you.” His voice, feminine and soft, had a hint of a Portuguese accent.
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“But you are not the one that ruined it. It’s the principle that counts.” He noted, voice soft and sweet as he slowly got to his feet; he pocketed his knife, hips switching fluidly as he approached the man he’d beaten into the ground.
Quickly, fluidly, he wrapped slim hands around the other man’s neck and quietly snapped it, grabbing his wallet as he fell and pocketing it. “See? That’s how it must work.”
Benny was quiet, eyes looking Carne up and down as he snapped the poor mans neck. “…hm.” He got up from his seat, nodding at him. “I gotcha, ya seem to handle yourself pretty well.” He held onto his own tail, toying with the tip of it and wincing a little when it flicked. “..So I take it you’re gonna be leavin, yeah?”
Carne searched his face, attempting to figure out his emotions; it was loneliness he was feeling, wasn’t it? Approaching Benny, he twined his tail with his, offering a small smile. “I would leave, but then I’d be leaving you, wouldn’t I?” He murmured softly, hands slipping into the larger’s.
“So I won’t. Unless you’re coming with me.” He offered softly, fingers tracing lightly along the sinewy muscles of Benny’s arms.
👁🗨 closed starter 👁🗨
🃏• Carne found himself in the middle of yet another bar fight; this time, of course, he’d started it. So it wasn’t until he felt someone looming over him that he even began to stop bashing the demon underneath him over the head with an empty Chardonnay bottle. Looking back, the demon smoothed his high-waisted pantsuit and narrowed his eyes, peering up at Benny underneath long lashes.
“Don’t tell me you wanna join the fight, too. I would hate to have to fight someone as large as you.” His voice, feminine and soft, had a hint of a Portuguese accent.
@askbuffbendy
“But you are not the one that ruined it. It’s the principle that counts.” He noted, voice soft and sweet as he slowly got to his feet; he pocketed his knife, hips switching fluidly as he approached the man he’d beaten into the ground.
Quickly, fluidly, he wrapped slim hands around the other man’s neck and quietly snapped it, grabbing his wallet as he fell and pocketing it. “See? That’s how it must work.”
(RP) *Out in a park, a 4ft 2 wolf stood surrounded by trees, he was listening to music blasting in his headphone, he danced with grace and skill, but the what was surprising was his voice, it was low, seductive almost demonic in nature* "~ -Baby, can’t you see, I’m calling, A guy like you, Should wear a warning, It’s dangerous, I’m fallin’~"
👁🗨 • Carne happened to be sitting on a low hanging branch, as luck would have it; he was waiting for a target. He looked up when he heard singing, giving a disappointed sigh when he noticed who it wasn’t, and shoving his gun back in its holster.
“As lovely as your singing is, my darling little doggy, I have to request that you quiet down a bit.”
*Inco’s face flushed red, he took his headphones off, the music still playing, He looked up into the tree* Carne! *Huffs* “Okay, I’ll keep it down….What are you doing in that tree? *He walked up to it, resting his back on it* Are you hunting someone?
“I am.” He blinked slowly, giving a crooked smile and crossing his legs delicately. “They won’t know, if you’re quiet.”
👁🗨 closed starter 👁🗨
🃏• Carne found himself in the middle of yet another bar fight; this time, of course, he’d started it. So it wasn’t until he felt someone looming over him that he even began to stop bashing the demon underneath him over the head with an empty Chardonnay bottle. Looking back, the demon smoothed his high-waisted pantsuit and narrowed his eyes, peering up at Benny underneath long lashes.
“Don’t tell me you wanna join the fight, too. I would hate to have to fight someone as large as you.” His voice, feminine and soft, had a hint of a Portuguese accent.
@askbuffbendy
Carne’s hand instantly went to the blade in his pocket when Benny reached for him; he only relaxed when he realized it was to express tenderness, and not to take advantage of his emotional turmoil. Slowly taking his hand away from the knife, he blinked and tilted his head.
“But i fight… often.” He admitted softly, eyes narrowing. “I don’t know many other ways to express other emotions.” This was true; but why was he telling Benny this? The demon sipped his drink again and narrowed his eyes; it was a ruse, probably. Benny’d been hired by one of their rival companies to take him out. With his ridiculous charm. His eyes burned slightly as these thoughts ran through his head.
“I get into a lotta fights too, even though I don’t like it much.” He pulled his hand away, cocking his head to the side slightly. “I got trouble with expressin’ those as well.” He did a stubborn huff, crossing one of his legs over the other. “If we ever do get together, we can get better at it together, i’m sure..” The demon rolled his eyes, pouting. “Still..doesn’t mean i’m not nervous about lovin..”
Against all better judgement, Carne reached out and slipped his hand into Benny’s; he refused to look into his eyes, though, his own large eyes staring at his feet.
“There’s not much to be nervous about. Not like you can mess up. I’ve never been in a relationship, anyway.” His voice wavered slightly and he cleared his throat, face burning at how soft and femme his voice became when he was nervous.
“I can mess up a lot..” Feeling the others hand he jumped a little, but not too much for it to go noticed, really. He was tense, but he did enjoy the feeling that he was getting with Carne. “-but i’ll..try not to.” He was gentle, interlocking their fingers together and feeling his face heat up. “If you do wanna, yknow– I mean this is so sudden, i’d understand if ya wouldn’t wanna- do this-”
Regaining his composure, the demon straightened up and squeezed his hand gently. “I don’t mind trying. If you buy me another drink, that is.” He laughed, the noise low and sweet in his throat.
Noticing the man he’d beaten earlier had gotten up, he reached for his dagger and narrowed his eyes. “I do need him to pay for a new pantsuit.”
👁🗨 closed starter 👁🗨
🃏• Carne found himself in the middle of yet another bar fight; this time, of course, he’d started it. So it wasn’t until he felt someone looming over him that he even began to stop bashing the demon underneath him over the head with an empty Chardonnay bottle. Looking back, the demon smoothed his high-waisted pantsuit and narrowed his eyes, peering up at Benny underneath long lashes.
“Don’t tell me you wanna join the fight, too. I would hate to have to fight someone as large as you.” His voice, feminine and soft, had a hint of a Portuguese accent.
@askbuffbendy
Carne’s hand instantly went to the blade in his pocket when Benny reached for him; he only relaxed when he realized it was to express tenderness, and not to take advantage of his emotional turmoil. Slowly taking his hand away from the knife, he blinked and tilted his head.
“But i fight… often.” He admitted softly, eyes narrowing. “I don’t know many other ways to express other emotions.” This was true; but why was he telling Benny this? The demon sipped his drink again and narrowed his eyes; it was a ruse, probably. Benny’d been hired by one of their rival companies to take him out. With his ridiculous charm. His eyes burned slightly as these thoughts ran through his head.
“I get into a lotta fights too, even though I don’t like it much.” He pulled his hand away, cocking his head to the side slightly. “I got trouble with expressin’ those as well.” He did a stubborn huff, crossing one of his legs over the other. “If we ever do get together, we can get better at it together, i’m sure..” The demon rolled his eyes, pouting. “Still..doesn’t mean i’m not nervous about lovin..”
Against all better judgement, Carne reached out and slipped his hand into Benny’s; he refused to look into his eyes, though, his own large eyes staring at his feet.
“There’s not much to be nervous about. Not like you can mess up. I’ve never been in a relationship, anyway.” His voice wavered slightly and he cleared his throat, face burning at how soft and femme his voice became when he was nervous.
👁🗨 closed starter 👁🗨
🃏• Carne found himself in the middle of yet another bar fight; this time, of course, he’d started it. So it wasn’t until he felt someone looming over him that he even began to stop bashing the demon underneath him over the head with an empty Chardonnay bottle. Looking back, the demon smoothed his high-waisted pantsuit and narrowed his eyes, peering up at Benny underneath long lashes.
“Don’t tell me you wanna join the fight, too. I would hate to have to fight someone as large as you.” His voice, feminine and soft, had a hint of a Portuguese accent.
@askbuffbendy
Carne’s hand instantly went to the blade in his pocket when Benny reached for him; he only relaxed when he realized it was to express tenderness, and not to take advantage of his emotional turmoil. Slowly taking his hand away from the knife, he blinked and tilted his head.
“But i fight... often.” He admitted softly, eyes narrowing. “I don’t know many other ways to express other emotions.” This was true; but why was he telling Benny this? The demon sipped his drink again and narrowed his eyes; it was a ruse, probably. Benny’d been hired by one of their rival companies to take him out. With his ridiculous charm. His eyes burned slightly as these thoughts ran through his head.
👁🗨 closed starter 👁🗨
🃏• Carne found himself in the middle of yet another bar fight; this time, of course, he’d started it. So it wasn’t until he felt someone looming over him that he even began to stop bashing the demon underneath him over the head with an empty Chardonnay bottle. Looking back, the demon smoothed his high-waisted pantsuit and narrowed his eyes, peering up at Benny underneath long lashes.
“Don’t tell me you wanna join the fight, too. I would hate to have to fight someone as large as you.” His voice, feminine and soft, had a hint of a Portuguese accent.
@askbuffbendy
“Oh, darling demônio. Sweet is not what I would use to describe me. If only you knew.” He purred softly, unwrapping his tail to flick Benny playfully. “However,” the much smaller demon turned to take his drink, dropping a tab in it and swirling it around absently, “I suppose you flirt with everyone that comes into this club, hm? Good for business. Make them stay.” He knew what Benny was; he wasn’t at all dumb. However, his premonition clouded Benny’s real intentions.
“That’s smart. I applaud it, really, but I’m afraid I’m not much of a frequent customer around this bar.” His back arched as he sat up, head tilting elegantly.
“Is that..flirting?” The large demon blinked, sitting up along with carne. “I mean, I guess it’d be considered that..but I assure you that Love isn’t really my thing. ” He took a deep breath, grunting after finishing up his drink in a swig. “I don’t really know how t’ process it all that well, y'know?” His tail flicked as he thought about it, chewing on his bottom lip. “I’ll be damned if I ever fell in love, hah! But, it’s possible I guess, yeah?” Benny slicked his hair back, leaning back in the seat and looking up for a few minutes, trying to collect his thoughts. “Maybe I’ll try it sometime.”
“Be careful with consuming that much alcohol in one go, love.” Carne allowed an edge of concern into his voice, his eyes flickering beneath long lashes. “You’ll hurt yourself.” A small pout formed with his next words, his thick eyebrows raising.
“Damned, hm? Are you not already? You’re a demon, aren’t you?” A soft, melodic laugh sounded as he sipped his own drink, determining that it was safe. “But no one is forcing you to love. Definitely not I. Relationships are for people with time.”
“I know what i’m doin.” He grumbled to himself as he stared up at the ceiling, chuckling once more in reply to the tiny demon. “I guess so, are fallen angels considered demons?” He raised a brow, stretching his arms and then crossing them. “Mm..yeah. I’d like to try it with someone sometime though, an’ I wouldn’t mind if that someone was you. Since loves all about how strong yer bond is, right? How good you work together with the other person. Don’t over think this or anythin’, but I think we’re already workin’ well together.” He winked playfully at Carne, a grin on his face.
Carne was looking into his drink when the other said this, nearly dropping it at the admittance. He gently set it down, putting his hands on his head to steady himself; why did he feel dizzy? It was because he was talking about love, probably. But when was the last time Carne was in a relationship willingly?
Carne shook his head. “You— you would hate me, in any aspect, but especially in a romantic one. I don’t,” He stammered softly, his tail tucking between his legs and head bowing shyly; god knows he was never shy.
Somehow, this demon was changing that.
👁🗨 closed starter 👁🗨
🃏• Carne found himself in the middle of yet another bar fight; this time, of course, he’d started it. So it wasn’t until he felt someone looming over him that he even began to stop bashing the demon underneath him over the head with an empty Chardonnay bottle. Looking back, the demon smoothed his high-waisted pantsuit and narrowed his eyes, peering up at Benny underneath long lashes.
“Don’t tell me you wanna join the fight, too. I would hate to have to fight someone as large as you.” His voice, feminine and soft, had a hint of a Portuguese accent.
@askbuffbendy
“Oh, darling demônio. Sweet is not what I would use to describe me. If only you knew.” He purred softly, unwrapping his tail to flick Benny playfully. “However,” the much smaller demon turned to take his drink, dropping a tab in it and swirling it around absently, “I suppose you flirt with everyone that comes into this club, hm? Good for business. Make them stay.” He knew what Benny was; he wasn’t at all dumb. However, his premonition clouded Benny’s real intentions.
“That’s smart. I applaud it, really, but I’m afraid I’m not much of a frequent customer around this bar.” His back arched as he sat up, head tilting elegantly.
“Is that..flirting?” The large demon blinked, sitting up along with carne. “I mean, I guess it’d be considered that..but I assure you that Love isn’t really my thing. ” He took a deep breath, grunting after finishing up his drink in a swig. “I don’t really know how t’ process it all that well, y'know?” His tail flicked as he thought about it, chewing on his bottom lip. “I’ll be damned if I ever fell in love, hah! But, it’s possible I guess, yeah?” Benny slicked his hair back, leaning back in the seat and looking up for a few minutes, trying to collect his thoughts. “Maybe I’ll try it sometime.”
“Be careful with consuming that much alcohol in one go, love.” Carne allowed an edge of concern into his voice, his eyes flickering beneath long lashes. “You’ll hurt yourself.” A small pout formed with his next words, his thick eyebrows raising.
“Damned, hm? Are you not already? You’re a demon, aren’t you?” A soft, melodic laugh sounded as he sipped his own drink, determining that it was safe. “But no one is forcing you to love. Definitely not I. Relationships are for people with time.”
👁🗨 closed starter 👁🗨
🃏• Carne found himself in the middle of yet another bar fight; this time, of course, he’d started it. So it wasn’t until he felt someone looming over him that he even began to stop bashing the demon underneath him over the head with an empty Chardonnay bottle. Looking back, the demon smoothed his high-waisted pantsuit and narrowed his eyes, peering up at Benny underneath long lashes.
“Don’t tell me you wanna join the fight, too. I would hate to have to fight someone as large as you.” His voice, feminine and soft, had a hint of a Portuguese accent.
@askbuffbendy
“Oh, darling demônio. Sweet is not what I would use to describe me. If only you knew.” He purred softly, unwrapping his tail to flick Benny playfully. “However,” the much smaller demon turned to take his drink, dropping a tab in it and swirling it around absently, “I suppose you flirt with everyone that comes into this club, hm? Good for business. Make them stay.” He knew what Benny was; he wasn’t at all dumb. However, his premonition clouded Benny’s real intentions.
“That’s smart. I applaud it, really, but I’m afraid I’m not much of a frequent customer around this bar.” His back arched as he sat up, head tilting elegantly.
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