#knightstrayed

[bellatorumrex]

@knightstrayed | cont.

        He was so rarely really receptive for amorous attention. But if himself had been the one to introduce the concept in their current conversation, following with pleased eyes those languid movements and lazy smiles? Of course, he would know that the knight was all the more willing to follow suit to that little invitation drawled out in idle pursuit of nothing really, but that pleasurable back and forth [ for a moment, that is, it would be nothing else ]. 

        “As if I would deter you from taking in each and every bit you so boldly indulge in - it’s not the first, surely will not be the last time, that all you seem to do, is engraving myself into your mind.” And the King does just that himself with that reverent follower of his - following all those little lines and curves and dips in splendid physique before he simply leans back and raises a hand - waving at the words in a way to be taken however Johnny preferred. “Afraid anything might change before your very eyes if not just you savour that countenance of mine? Daring, so I do say, to be quite so greedy~”

[white-reaper]

     “Lore and tales have it that your kind is not really indulgent to anything but blood.” It was quite a random topic to be suddenly brought to attention while watching the fine curls of whimsical smoke rise to the ceiling of their current little hideout from a storm unexpected by either of them. A café as it was, cosily hidden in the back of the large main room, watching that unlikely companion of his indulge in a vice that finds itself no liking to him [ not minded, as well as not the kind of man he’s befriended ]. 

     “Not that I believe it - I know better than that. But I still find it interesting too, to watch it in your hands. Do say---” Surely a good enough question to be had, with twisting that slightest bit in his seat, beverage forgotten and now nearly cooled on the table. “---how does it taste for you?”               // @knightstrayed

[dollxcage]

A whistle might not be the most dignified thing in the world, but Johnny is only to confident that the both of them are far beyond dancing around pretences of dignity and propriety in the first place. He laughs, he grins, gestures a hand down the length of the man's frame. "Well would ya look at that! Who are you all dolled up for, Red? I swear. You seriously just get prettier every day, huh?"

@knightstrayed || when friends make gossip dates

“Always the sweet talker, aren’t you?” Spoken with nothing but endearment, only ever finding enjoyment in Johnny’s company. He would take the other’s hand, use it as a prop as his body swayed this way and that, dancing all on his own to music that played faintly in the distance. “Can I not look presentable when seeing a good friend? It would do no good if you were with drab looking company~”

[unheimlig-blog]

@knightstrayed said: 👉 Point to something for my muse to see 

          What a disagreeable situation to be in. Cloth wiping glasses finds itself worked more vigorously than usual, eyes powerless to tear themselves away from the scene transpiring before them.  ❝ -- He's eating uncooked ramyeon out of the packet again. ❞ Had Frankenstein not stated to prepare it first? Or to at least approach him and ask for help? Perhaps he should take him into the kitchen and show him how to do it step by step. 

          Regardless. If this was done out of the intention to ridicule Raizel, he’d promptly sort the other out. Clearing his throat, Frankenstein, at last, tilts his head towards him. ❝ And? Do you have a problem with my Master’s actions? ❞ A crunch sounds out when his Lord takes another bite, much to the chairman’s dismay. Yes. It appeared cooking lessons were soon required.