#[carson answer]

[aodamo]

' this knife is laced with venom. any sudden movements, and you're dead. ' did i hear fantasy tea @ carson...

[ @hellhunted ]

" Oh no~ not venom~ " Carson mocked, far too relaxed for having a knife to his throat. " Listen snowflake - " The witcher carried on as if he were about to go on a long rant, instead he hooked his foot behind her ankle and bashed his palm against her sternum simultaneously. The knife still left a small cut on his skin, nothing a vile couldn't take care of, even if it turned his eyes fully black.

" Yer cute, but far too small and young to be taking on a witcher. "

[aodamo]

Tea just gonna idly brush bastard boy's fingers, maybe...for a hand hold. Maybe.

[ @hellhunted ]

" You tryin' t'be cute with me right now? " Carson teased with a grin, watching her squirm for a second before grabbing her hand. " Relax cutie, I'm just fuckin' with ya. " He snickered.

[aodamo]

' S-sorry! I- I'll buy you a n-new drink! To r-replace it!! ' >o< tea @ bastard boi

[ @hellhunted ]

" What like I can't afford another drink? Relax, it's not that big of a deal. " Carson might be an ass but he wouldn't blow up on some tiny woman for knocking over his drink, but, she was pretty cute. " But ~ How about yer number? " He flashed a confident smirk, striking blue eyes popping against messy brown hair.

[aodamo]

🔥 + thighs. for carson !

[ @tsuyoinu ]

[ Carson loves all parts of a woman, but he's definitely a thigh/ass man. He's the type of guy to have his hand on some inner-thigh while he's driving/sitting next to you, and he looooves marking up thighs with bite marks/hickies uwu ]

[aodamo]

“carson — are ya coming out tonight or does that girl got ya pussy whipped?” rei had his boots kicked up on the coffee table, slouched while mindlessly scrolling through his phone. “gonna make me go by myself? that one girl is gonna be there — not so nice face but her body? t’die for.” he doesn’t look up but there’s a grin on his face.

[ @henruda ]

          “ I ain’t fuckin’ whipped alright, and even if I was, Layla doesn’t care if I go out. “ If anything it was kind of nice having a girlfriend who also liked to go out, and didn’t mind scraping his ass off the bar when he had a few too many to drink. “ Anyway, if yer meetin’ up with some butterface, then why d’ya need me? “ It was no secret that they both had a reputation for sleeping around, even though that life was over for Carson.