we thieves and lovers will keep up our urges to sin, to sin
let your desire be simply acquired within, within
let your desire be simply acquired within, within
Snorting softly as she nudges him, the butcher’s dramatics fall back into full swing as he squeezes her shoulders. “I knowww.” Comes the drawl, before seeing the mischievous smile and nodding, relaxing a touch more because she was more than likely right. And in the end, it was as much for him as it was the Maverick – for all the harm he’d caused over the seasons they’d officially been together. “He’s had the opportunity to witness it firsthand.” Which wasn’t great, but it wasn’t as bad as he thought it might be.. But still.
Seeing her dramatic increase of her expression, the butcher lets the low chuckle escape him as he nods. “What a horrifyingly delightful pair we make, mm?” Between gossip and poor life decisions, well.. The butcher had plenty of those under his belt too. But at least it’s a compass point, an edge toward ignoring all the other things waiting on him for judging other’s choices.
He’d be lying if he didn’t seem to brighten at the fact that the Doubletake knew of his friend, though, letting the warmth spread through him as he nods his horned head, tail flitting in delight at his heels. “Yes, that sounds quite like her.” All in good fun, though, and enough that he nods to her question before he decides it’s safe enough to drift out of the dusty aisle they’ve corralled themselves into – keeping her under his arm as they embrace the light filtering in from the windows up high. “I do. I shall speak with her and perhaps if she is interested she might find her way to you?” Comes the suggestion, completely unaware that Thal’s birthday gift to him was the mirror in question, missing from the Doubletake.
In all honesty, he should have recognized it, but that was also the time he’d nearly died and Safrin had been called down to rescue him. Perhaps that’s a good enough excuse to not have noticed it right away.
"Would you do me the honors of leading the way, darling?" He asks in a playful hum, sticking to her side for whichever she chose to do first - dancing, or judging. He was game for both.
Seeing her dramatic increase of her expression, the butcher lets the low chuckle escape him as he nods. “What a horrifyingly delightful pair we make, mm?” Between gossip and poor life decisions, well.. The butcher had plenty of those under his belt too. But at least it’s a compass point, an edge toward ignoring all the other things waiting on him for judging other’s choices.
He’d be lying if he didn’t seem to brighten at the fact that the Doubletake knew of his friend, though, letting the warmth spread through him as he nods his horned head, tail flitting in delight at his heels. “Yes, that sounds quite like her.” All in good fun, though, and enough that he nods to her question before he decides it’s safe enough to drift out of the dusty aisle they’ve corralled themselves into – keeping her under his arm as they embrace the light filtering in from the windows up high. “I do. I shall speak with her and perhaps if she is interested she might find her way to you?” Comes the suggestion, completely unaware that Thal’s birthday gift to him was the mirror in question, missing from the Doubletake.
In all honesty, he should have recognized it, but that was also the time he’d nearly died and Safrin had been called down to rescue him. Perhaps that’s a good enough excuse to not have noticed it right away.
"Would you do me the honors of leading the way, darling?" He asks in a playful hum, sticking to her side for whichever she chose to do first - dancing, or judging. He was game for both.
Astaroth
if you want me all to yourself, then take on the leap
