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❇ And just when he thought or was hoping that the questions couldn’t get worse, they did. This Wolfgang guy really seemed to have no qualms about being so invasive, did he? Lips parted to give a quiet reply, but just as he did so there was a sharp hitch in his breath— back arching from the other’s touch, before giving a full-body shoulder. Hands smacked over his face, covering the already-seen blush that only grew darker. “W—What are you doing!?”

#hauntingvoices #Casually already follows you in two accounts #cackles into the sun

— [≑]; Oh, this was terribly amusing; he was clearly more entertained than expected. Purposefully, his voice lowered with lips near the other's ear, glancing down at his shoulder. "Aren't you cold? Your skin has goosebumps." It was obvious how he evaded the question whilst still circling that finger around the skin. Having someone that submissive to tease was something he hadn't expect to enjoy to this extend.

❇ As if the questions asked weren’t bad enough, Leon only felt more and more embarrassed as the chuckles continued from the other male. “I uh..” Eyes wandered to the side, not wanting to make eye contact as he spoke about such topics. “I don’t know anyone else who, well— likes the same gender. So I haven’t…” More like, he didn’t want to tell his classmates. They all seemed to be on his case enough already since he wasn’t exactly the most normal student.

#hauntingvoices #Oh nono shhh it's okay

— [≑]; Aha, after all his instincts extended to that point, weren't they? He was apparently right and, somehow, he felt proud of that. "Ah, does that mean you were fantasizing with a guy fucking you, or am I wrong?" Because, if being honest, this guy seemed as dominant as a scared deer. However, to add to the teasing and mockery, the white-haired male, who knew no boundaries, brushed two cold fingertips down the naked spine to the bottom of his back after mentioning that.

❇ The petite frame of the boy stiffened up as he felt the tug of his hand and the arm around his shoulders. This guy really seemed to have little to no boundaries, and Leon wasn’t very used to that. He, himself, happened to be very isolated in his bubble— well, until now. Upon hearing the really embarrassing question asked, ears perked up and the teen’s head whipped over to look at Wolfgang with wide eyes. Did he just…ask that? Like it was nothing? “I…I haven’t…—nobody’s ever..s-so what??” Oh, cue him feeling even more flustered than before, if that was even possible.

#hauntingvoices #It's niiice to meet you Jackie #I'm Dan #And ughh I'm really sorry for this billion year late reply

— [≑]; A spare hand rested against his own hip as the male continued to chuckle due to that reaction, as it was expected. And for a split of second he wondered if the other wasn't getting cold by the lack of clothes and a wet skin making contact with the air but that's something he would ask later. "So haven't had luck with the ladies?" A shot in the dark, indeed. Wolfgang had a vague idea of the other not being exactly on that boat due to... Certain details that, God knows how, he noticed, since he was more than clueless with most things. "Or...?"

❇ Perhaps Leon was just very shy, but he didn’t understand how this man could stand being so close. He, himself, was turning into a fumbling, awkward mess. Then again, he’d been exposed in more than one way. Seeing the jerk-off motions from Wolfgang only made his cheeks darken with a deep blush. Reaching out his hand that hadn’t been used, he timidly placed it into the other’s. “I’m— my name is Leon,” he began, voice hitching slightly from his own embarrassment. “It’s um…hi—;;” Given the circumstance, the boy wasn’t sure if it was exactly nice to meet him.

#hauntingvoices #No friendo shh shh it's all good #pets face #awyis

— [≑]; Soon after, there was an amused cackle leaving his lips, tugging on the hand that he was just shaking just to wrap another arm around the shoulder's of the boy in a friendly way, as any would do to an old friend but... The conditions were certainly different in this case. Leaning closer to the other as if to mumble a secret, he lowered his voice a little. "Leon, to be honest, it seemed like you don't have much experience in that department, or am I wrong?" There was little to no shame for the taller male but truth be told, he murmured such words in order to worsen the situation a tad more for his own amusement.

❇ Why was he getting closer? Hands moved down almost immediately to cover himself, although there wasn’t much point in being shy about that at this point. What he figured was the worst thing was already done and over with. —Oh, the water. Cheeks flushed over once again, that blush tinting his cheeks as he watched the man. “Sorry——;;” Actually, the boy wasn’t quite sure why he apologized, but intimidation and being flustered was an intense mix of emotions. “I, well I mean I don’t…even know your name..” Leon had problems trusting others in the first place, strangers even more-so. And with spitting that sentence out, he took a short step back, as a short step was all he could really take at this point.

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— [≑]; Even though the white-haired male finished turning off the water, he remained close, with the exception of his hand, which retreated to the side of his body as he spoke in a casual way. "Oh-- Right, I forgot about that." Right hand extended just enough for it to be shaken. "My name is Wolfgang and... I hope you won't use the--" And with the same hand extended he made a 'jerking off motion' for a brief moment before extending it once more. "You know." But he couldn't say it even more playful that it already was. "And your name is...?" A brow cocked skyward along with his question.

❇ Oh yeah, there was no doubt. This was the most embarrassing situation he ever seemed to find himself in. And he wasn’t even completely sure which part was worse; the fact that this stranger heard him in the first place, or the fact that he was now facing the stranger completely naked. Both seemed equally as awful at the moment.

”I—;;;” Oh God, what could he even say at this point? The person seemed so amused, it only made Leon feel more flustered. His ears perked up as the stranger continued speaking. He wasn’t sure he could actually ‘calm down’. But… “Our….our secret? B-But how do I know you’d actually keep quiet?”

— [≑]; Once again, slow steps, short ones, in direction of the younger boy, who seemed so frightened, like the deers he would be hunting if he was still the animal he used to be. That arrogant grin, unusual in him, slowly began to vanish once more as he approached the other.

"Oh, you don't trust me? I guess it's okay, you wouldn't normally trust a stranger, would you?" Low hoarse voice by nature, even more when he lowered his voice to almost a murmur. Body moved dangerously closer, stepping the wet floor as a hand reached out and... Turned off the water. "Don't waste it."

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❇ —Oh no. Green eyes grew wide immediately following the voice he heard, and a dark blush spread across the entirety of his face. Someone was still there!? And even worse, someone heard him. As much as Leon really didn’t want to look, his head turned to stare at the other, the shock and embarrassment only growing more apparent.

"I— um.." And hands awkwardly began fidgeting around with each other. This was definitely the most embarrassing moment of his life. And the teenager began silently scolding himself in his head for ever thinking that was a good decision. “It’s— it’s really not what you think! I was just uh…h-how long have you been there???”

— [≑]; Certainly, it had been the best decision to go ahead and talk to the kid since it all just turned even more amusing in matter of seconds. The stranger certainly seemed like one of those naive kids in highschool, you know, those who haven't experienced much when it came to sex. Wolfgang wasn't really experimented himself but he was cearly less shy.

"Long enough for your excuses to be useless, kid." It didn't seem like he was much younger but enough for the wolf to call him like that. A low chuckle left his lips as the younger continued with his nervous actions. "Calm down, it can be our little secret."

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❇ Sometimes it seemed showers were his only time to himself. He never saw other people in the showers, and only sometimes did he hear voices coming from the shower walls. For the most part though, it was 15 minutes to himself, to try and relax, and simply enjoy himself. And that’s exactly what he planned on doing today.

#hauntingvoices #;Wolfgang

— [≑]; There was enough distance between himself and that cubicle of the shower where someone else seemed to be... Enjoying himself. The mere thought of it made him grin with a silent chuckle. The other might have waited for the rest to leave before he gave himself a treat and that only made the situation even more amusing. If that had been a girl, the white-haired male would have probably blushed to the tip of his ears but this was certainly another of his gender, which made it almost impossible to get ashamed; same anatomy, same needs, right?

Soon after, the tall figure began to step closer in slow and silent moves with arms folded across his chest and that cocky grin playing over his features. "Now I see why you were the last one to get out of the showers."

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/ Eat Up /

Candle snickered more to himself than towards the other. “I don’t plan on eating her, I’m not one for extensive gorging. However I do have something important in mind for our lovely lady.” He purred as he circled the woman’s body. Taking it to his home would prove tricky… but luckily Candle had near a century of power to call upon. Dark and dilated pupils were now turning into slits as he focused on the girl’s body.

He mumbled a few incantations in a language that wouldn’t be recognizable, holding his hands out he lifted them, as if telling something to rise or come closer.

The ground around the body cracked, through the cracks came sizzling green bubbles that might resemble toxic waste—maybe even vomit. Streamline blackish-green arms pierced through the green bubbles and with the arms came a body; very sickly thin and bony with hollowed eyes and no mouth.

"Take her home— and no snacking." Candle tilted the slimy beast’s jaw upwards and gave a smile as if this were his child. "We’ll come over soon, tell Chapel to gather everyone. We’ve got big plans." He then patted the hellish creature’s head and waved a dismissive hand. With this, the creature took hold of the woman’s body by the ankles to drag her through the oozy green liquid into the cracks. When the demon was gone as was the body, the cracks closed up and Candle turned to his new company.

"They call me Black Candle, but Candle will do just fine." A slight bow at the waist. After thus he held out his hand, but not for a handshake— rather a kiss on the back of the hand expected by the other, as Candle held himself so staturesquely high, like a King.

"You are..?"

— [❊]; There was a brief gesture where the corner of his lips twitched downward with an almost unnoticeable shrug as the other explained that there were plans for that who used to be a happy mother hours ago. Interesting. Kaworu was clearly intrigued by what could she be useful for but instead of inquiring like the curious creature he was, he simply let it for later, perhaps it would surprise him.

Not much longer he could lose within his thoughts before the other began to perform something he would guess as summoning or perhaps something else, not quite sure at the moment but what crawled out of the cracks on the floor was more than fascinating; the demon had centuries without witnessing these kind of creature and it was always amusing to see them in this world. There was an evident excited smile on his young features, almost like a child watching their favorite show. He was completely entertained but as a good kid, he remained quiet until the creature left, raising eyebrows as head turned to follow that figure with his eyes.

"Black Candle? What an interesting name--" That hand... Its position wasn't of the one that was meant to be shaken, wasn't it? Or had it been that long since he introduced himself with someone else to the point of the rules of it changing again? The poor naive demon was clearly clueless of what to do and it was more than obvious by the look on his face or perhaps the way his hand reached out just to move hesitantly. "I'm not quite sure of how people introduce themselves nowadays..." That was more to himself that to the other. "Kaworu... Kaworu Fujoshi."

/ Eat Up /

Affects of Candle’s nagging and the shock that came to the creature seemed to have worn off by now as the other’s eyes came back to light of intelligence rather than vacancy. Candle was an excellent reader of body language and facial expressions though— dealing with demons it made sense that he would have to be in order to get any real information out of those slippery behemoths.

Wintered hues were starting to flash a shade of orange-red to warn the man to keep his hands to himself. Had those filthy digits so much as brushed the tiny hairs of his complexion, the witch would have thrown a fit. Cleanliness was next to godliness, though maybe that was his strict upbringing from the 1800s.

Next as the dark haired male spoke Candle found himself skeptical, brows furrowing in a displeased manner. It was apparent that the other was unexpectable and that was not something Candle appreciated too much. He drew in a slow breath and then raised one brow higher than the other.

"As long as you’re polite I don’t see why not— however, It’d probably be best to move our dinner part elsewhere. This is much too open for my taste." The witch stood up and smoothed down his dark jeans so that they were no longer crinkled from squatting down.

— [❊]; A spine that had been crooked through the entire conversation now straightened just enough to show that he perked up a little but after turning gaze to the corpse laying on the floor and the smaller one being held by his hand, he wondered if he should bring just the unborn with them-- which would be his plan if the dinner was planned for one-- or if the other would be interested in that bigger body.

However, he stood up, bringing with him the frame he held so greedily within gentle smooth hands that could turn into sharp claws in needed, just like they did in order to rip off that abdomen open. Even with the strength of a creature like him, the dullness of short human nails would be as useful as trying to cut a bistec with a spoon. Ridiculous, isn't it?

"In case you're planning on devouring her, I wish you good luck in how would you drag the body with us across the streets without being noticed." Of course, little he knew about the other male or his ways of... Working. Although, the tone of voice used never sounded underestimating, instead, merely playful in its own wicked way.

"Now, now, I didn't catch your name before, did I? It would be quite impolite to address you as Mr. Stranger during the dinnner, wouldn't it? Even though I'm not quite sure we would share a meal with fancy of light up candles in a clothed table." And that was more of a joke than anything else; of course, coming from a jester of a hellish creature.

/ Eat Up /

It was apparent in the darkened eyes of his company that he’d never been spoken to in such a tone or manner— this was certainly not something that Candle wasn’t used to. Often he found himself speaking to beasts that’d never been scolded before, many of them got angry but others, like this lovely specimen before him, became dumbfounded and almost adolescent in actions all of the sudden.

In the case of his new dinner partner, it would seem that was the case. From never having been told to use manners naturally he would have none. Then again who was to have manners when feasting upon flesh and blood? —Well.. Candle, that was who. He gave a soft sigh as the other scrambled to wipe his face in a way that could have presented itself as cute.. that being the childlike qualities he possessed as it mixed with his confusion.

“Come now dear, have a little poise. You’ve slaughtered your prey like a king now to earn your meal you should act like one.” He reached across the carcass and lightly tapped the man’s elbows to keep them a little higher. Icy blue eyes came to roll as he spotted just how he’d ‘cleaned’ himself. “For the love of—” Candle licked his thumb and wiped the blood stains off of the other’s face with his thumb.

— [❊]; The bakemono remained in his slight awe as the other spoke and even though he was right about what he said, he was savage enough to take his prey in the way any animal would; did he really have to learn some manners when eating? That sounded troublesome but once his lips parted to respond, the had the other's thumb against his face and somehow he categorized that action as if it had some sort of affection, even if it was wrong, that's how he would see it.

"But--" Spoke he, once his more common attitude returned after that brief shock, and frame leaned forward and closer to the other, bringing a dripping hand up and fingers hovered so close to the other's face. "What's wrong with a little mess?" And he spoke mischievously, like a mischievous teenager but stopped right a few millimeters before touching his skin, perhaps that previous act raised some sort of respect from him; how odd.

"I haven't had company for dinner for so many decades... Let me share it with you." Almost like a young boy performing a naive flirting, he grinned up at the other in an odd way to convince him.

You missed your dad's wedding.

OutOfHell; Speaking seriously now, I'm going to apologize with his mun till the end of time because at that date, that I had appointed on my phone cause I'm a forgetful motherfucker, I was really sick and I would stay much on the computer. My fault, I know.

where have you been hiding???

In the depths of hell.

/ Eat Up /

The sinful taste of a woman’s blood never did stop being so sweet. There was a certain flavor to it that rung superb above many others, that being against men’s blood of course. A woman’s was much more pure and in the case of one carrying a child, all the more deliciously sinister.

His little taste test was to gauge the time of death and how long she’d been dead. Seemed to be rather recent by his judgment— hmm, this proved to be his lucky night. Stumbling upon a very rare ritual item by accident, how fortunate was he~? Now all it seemed he’d have to do was deal with the one dining.

"If you’re eating out in public you should always expect guests." He snickered and rubbed a thumb over his lips to remove any smudges of blood. "Where are your manners?" A tsking sound was made by the witty witch. "Must I gag you with napkins to use them?" He spoke as if he was nagging a sibling rather than a stranger… but that was just how Candle was.

— [❊]; Curiosity filled those dark orbs of him, which intently stared up at every single detail from the other, and there was always something different to watch, from his earring to the color of his eyes; however, he was forced to snap out of his thoughts just by some sort of... Nagging? And he was far from being a child but very close to act like one, little to no manners when it came to eating, because, how would you use manners while feeding in the most grotesque way possible?

Child-like expression accompanied him for the brief moment the other spoke. "But--" A blood-coated finger lifted as if he was trying to defend himself with an argument but, truth be hold, he had never been scolded before so he remained clueless. Certainly, he didn't have napkins with him but if the purpose was to clean up his face, he would simply lift up his already stained shirt just to rub the bottom of it against his lips, cheeks and chin in a poor attempt to clean blood, which wasn't easy to clean from skin.

"Oh-- Gomen." A short informal response with the cloth against his mouth. Perhaps this... Stranger was a lower class or even a higher class than him but, being the careless creature he was, it didn't matter much when it came to addressing others; he would mostly use sarcasm and mockery toward anyone, after all.