He’s just going to ever so causally steal himself a kiss.
Smooch!
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He’s just going to ever so causally steal himself a kiss.
Smooch!
“It’s my birthday on the 15th and I absolutely expect birthday presents and birthday kisses and birthday sex~”
Which muses like to be straddled and grind into to get them hot?
Oh, Akumo wouldn't say no to that.
Neither would Amias, to be honest.
Or Evan.
Definitely not Francis either.
And Vasto wouldn't mind either.
"Sh-shit! Ow, ow, ow-- let go! Let go!" Evan shouted, grabbing at the snarling dog's upper jaw and nose in an attempt to pry it off of his arm. Panic thundered in his chest, pain clouding his vision and mind - before the canine finally loosened its bite, and he fell to the ground, cradling his bleeding arm to his chest as he watched, terrified, as the dog growled and bared its teeth at him.
For a few horrifying seconds, he thought it'd attack again. It didn't. Instead, it turned on its heel and darted off into the dark again.
"Oh, oh my god...what the hell w-was that?!
Who else of your muses would love to get ravaged by a crazed werewolf?
"Me!"
"I...I do have to admit that I'm really curious..."
Interested incubus noises.
"Pfft, like that's even a question."
"Well, I guess it'd be fun to try if I'm ever out of books to read."
"Um...i-if he's okay with me...?"
"Off the top of my head?" He teased, releasing him as he stood at his full height again. Arms crossed over his chest and he cocked his head to the side as if he had to think about it for more than half a second. "I could eat your ass out or fuck you into the floor... If one of those sound good enough to bring you back to your old self."
Well, damn. Toji knew him a hell of a lot better than he thought.
"I--" Evan cleared his throat, tried to act like it didn't really matter to him either way ( though the flush on his cheeks made it only all too obvious how he really felt about it ) as he pushed himself up onto his elbows, glancing at Toji. "I suppose option number two might be worth a try. Though I make no promises it'll work. Resurrecting people is a tricky thing, you know~"
Toji smirked, looking the younger man over. “I can give you a kiss, but are you sure you don’t want something more?” He slid a hand up Evan’s back, pressing his chest more firmly to the floor. “I can think of a few better options.”
Oh~?
Interest already more than piqued, a grin quirked at the corners of Evan's lips. "I guess I could be convinced to pick something else-- something more, if the options suit my fancy. Tell me, what did you have in mind~?"
“You alright?” Toji will check on him ❤️
"No. I'm done. I've died. My soul's left my body, it's over." He's being absolutely, ridiculously dramatic and he doesn't give a single crap about it. "How do you expect me to survive that? ...Although..."
Evan glances up at Toji.
"...I might miraculously resurrect if you give me a kiss~"