@facemypast said --- ❝I don’t like the way they’re looking at you ❞
the demon doesn’t lift his gaze, instead eyeing his whiskey. this shit isn’t strong enough. for fuck’s sake its the third event this week and dom can’t be happier for friday to come. he and bucky should be celebrating...a weekend with no parties or events to attend. but instead the other is getting jealous. over what dom hasn’t opted to look. regardless the other has no room to be jealous. this shit isn’t real. he’d only told himself that a hundred times in the last week.
when the demon finally looks up he’s met with a man standing across the room. a few men, actually. dom had been with enough humans to know what they’re thinking. it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure it out. dark eyes quickly lower, dom’s usual banter lost at the moment. they look like a damn pack of wolves. a beat passes. he can practically feel bucky’s anger radiating off of him. dom hasn’t seen bucky this angry in a long time.
“ c’mon killer. ” the demon huffs, shooting the men a narrowed look before letting his arm settle around bucky’s waist to tug him away. dom isn’t sure what’ll happen if they stand there any longer. bucky just might lose it...and as spine tingling as that sounds it’s not worth the man losing his job. to prove a point dom’s hand splays against his lower back, leaning in to bucky’s ear. he makes it obvious.
“ remember, who’s the one taking me back to the hotel? ”
send me ❝i don’t like the way they’re looking at you ❞ for my muse’s reaction to yours saying this while feeling jealous/possessive. // accepting.