#themephistopheles

[phylacteryandechoes-blog]

ez wants to pet older!freddie's face, fyi.

He can pet all he wants.

[imyourlastbreath]

-kisses your face- don't worry bunny. This is pretty normal where I live, so as long as we don't a replica in the next half an hour I'll be able to go to sleep.

[builtofgold]

Ezra may just... wander in to briefly trail his lips over Ersa's neck and then keep walking. He needs to stop drinking.

“Now, now Sir. You can’t really just do that and expect a lady to deal with it. You need to finish the job.”

[imyourlastbreath]

All right. I deserved that... [he says, working out his jaw and wincing. ] Damn, Kyria. Do you always have to hit the same spot? I'm going to tattoo - Tina, hit here, [he says before he kisses her forehead.] Not that I mind. I like dominating people, both in bed and out of it. [ All right, maybe the three hours hasn't quite...gone away yet. ]

Blame my height and the fact that I always slap you after a kiss. Thought I already told you, you should tattoo my name. [ She grumbles a little at the forehead kiss, patting his chest for a second before he keeps on going, and she simply has to roll her eyes and slump her shoulders. ]

Theron, you are drunk and you don't even know what you're saying. Lie down and drink a carton of milk.

[imyourlastbreath]

[ The three hours is nearly up, but that doesn't stop Theron from stepping in and kissing Libi before he pulls back with a grin. He may get smacked but - drunk kisses for everyone. Or at least some people. Or two people. Whatever. ]

[ Oh Theron, you are killing her. She’s really trying to stop this horrible conduct of kissing people who are not her husband. And yet she doesn’t stop him, instead Libitina shuts her eyes and clings to his shirt, just for one short moment.

He really shouldn’t do that; leave her with the taste of alcohol and the smell of spices clogging her senses.

So she raises a hand a slaps him across the face. Not too hard, but not too soft either. Enough to try and bring some sense into his head. ]

I swear, you are going to be the death of me, love.

[imyourlastbreath]

Not sorry, you are gorgeous and you are a mother, [ he points out rationally. ]

[ Now she's simply going to take a sip of her coffee to hide her smile. ]

Don't start trying to make up by inflating my ego, it's already too big for my own good.  

But thank you, even if I still think that 'hot mama' is an awful compliment.

[imyourlastbreath]

Hey, Hot Mama. [ Granted, at this point, he realizes that if she kicks his ass, he deserves it. ]

[ She's going to give a large intake of breath, and try not to swing a blunt object at his head.]

Smooth as always.

[builtofgold]

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