"What do you think you’re doing with that?"
"Hm? What does it look like? I want to light my cigarette." He replied, holding the church candle at an angle so it didn't drip on his hand.

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"What do you think you’re doing with that?"
"Hm? What does it look like? I want to light my cigarette." He replied, holding the church candle at an angle so it didn't drip on his hand.
"Why did you do that?"
Cross looked at the smashed wine glass by his feet. Why had he thrown it down and stomped on it.
"Seemed like a good idea at the time." He growled out.
"I never imagined you were so… ticklish."
Cross humphed, trying to hide his slight blush.
"Ya, well you just caught me off guard."
"Don’t ever do that again."
Cross rubbed his hand (which had just been smacked) and smirked sheepishly.
"Ah, ya, sorry, I just couldn't help myself." He had just been trying to grap some cigarettes off a table behind her.
''Wow...what did happen to you?'' -seeing the boobs-
Cross tried to fold his arms over his now very large chest.
"HOW THE HELL DO WOMEN FUNCTION WITH THESE THINGS. I don't really know. One moment I was fine, then the next, BAM, I have these things."
"That’s not how you use it…"
"Oh?" Cross tilted his head. "Then how do you use it?" He said holding the gameboy up, confused.
"And here I thought erections lasting four hours or more were a myth."
"Well, they only happen to a few, very strong sort." Cross winked.