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"But I'm charming, right?" He grins at her, not even protesting when she takes her hand back. There was the blush he liked to see so much. It was just too damn cute. Asbel was a lucky SOB, and he didn't even realize it.
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"But I'm charming, right?" He grins at her, not even protesting when she takes her hand back. There was the blush he liked to see so much. It was just too damn cute. Asbel was a lucky SOB, and he didn't even realize it.
'✿' [blurter-of-truths] HIT ME
6: fingers kiss
He smiles at Cheria and takes her hand in his, raising it to his mouth so he can gently kiss her fingertips. He can practically see the gears winding up in her as she prepared herself to scold him. Honestly, he did these things to get a rise out of her. It was so cute to see her get angry. He probably had a death wish or something, but it was kind of worth it.
She sits up, holding the blanket up to cover herself - even if it was already too late for modesty, “You know we shouldn’t have - stop pretending you're this…this person that you’re not. This selfish, shallow guy that only cares about himself, that’s not you!” her voice breaks, and she withdraws - looking down for a moment.
"Zelos I…" this was wrong. She felt sick and dirty…and even worse for the inevitable but that followed.
She feels completely loathsome and selfish for what she’s about to ask…”I know it hurts. I know it’s easier not to care. To be the man who doesn’t care about anything or anyone but…but I need you to be a different man right now. Please…” She reaches out, trying to grab the fabric of his pants, since he’s a bit far out of her reach.
"I know it’s not fair to ask but…please don’t leave me alone in this…"
He looks away, his heart skipping a beat. How could she ask that of him? Especially when this obviously was a mistake. He couldn't...He didn't think he could do that...
He sits back on the bed regardless, trying to mask his worry.
He reaches out, cupping the side of her face. "I won't. I'm sorry, Cheria."
"Even dirtier!" [blurter-of-truths]
“Suck my dick.”
He wasn’t sure if it was meant as an insult, or a request, but it didn’t really matter. Cheria was getting on his nerves in the ‘nagging wife’ sort of way. It was cute—hell, everything about Cheria was cute, especially when she gets angry and pouts, but he gets nagged enough by just about everyone else in his life and he doesn’t really want to sit here and listen to this right now.
"Seriously, if all you came here to talk about was my ‘poor life choices’, then I’m gonna go find something better to do with my time."