[ âȘ ] Such an adorable little raven. As the blond listened to the other talk about his beloved movie, the blond looked up at the screen. âIt looks like a nice movie, Psyche~â Delic hummed, getting closer to the raven. As soon as he heard something about the taste of the cake, the blond scratched the back of his head. âWithout the champagne, the cake wouldnât taste like strawberry, really⊠So, since you love strawberries, lovely, I was like⊠Why not~â Chuckling slightly, the blond wondered if the other got drunk easily⊠Eh⊠Probably, probably not. At least he gets to sleep with the beloved raven. Snapping out of his daydream, the blond looked to the side, seeing the raven flail his arms around to show how much he loved the cake. âHehehe. Iâm so happy that my lovely princess loves the slices of cake that I cooked. Perhaps, I should be your personal chef and serve you everydayâŠâ âŠSexually and literally. Upon that statement, the blond rested his own hand onto Psycheâs hip, pulling him closer. âYouâre my adorable raven⊠Right?~ Or my adorable little Psyche? Iâll be yours forever⊠Oh wait. I already am.â Chuckling in a husky tone, the blond whispered, âYou can ask for anything. And Iâll do it just for you, my love.â
"It is, it is!! Is this your first time seeing it?" Delic was definitely going to watch if with him if that was the case. Heck even if he had seen it, he's going to watch it again with Psyche. No if ands or buts about it. Aladdin is very important. "Psyche doesn't mind it. It tastes good!" It was different yes, but a good kind of different. "And and and--!! Psyche loves you--" The raven is holding his arms out once again, trying to stretch them out further than before. It wasn't really working though. "This much!!" He's grinning from ear to ear, leaning back against the blind when he was pulled closer. "Uuuu...both? And you're really sweet! Like the cake! Thanks, Deli!"
















