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[darkasnight]

[Hello, Vatheon. It's your favorite half-demon cook-- oh wait no, that's not him.

But he sure looks like him, even if he was a little older looking.

And wet. And shivering. In fact he looks a little like a drowned cat.]

Wh-What th' hell happened to this place?! Someone better cut off that AC 'cause this is f-fuckin' ridiculous.

[He huffs, cheeks red with cold.]

Not the welcome party I was expectin'... jeez...

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[Exorcist coat slung over one shoulder and his sword bag over the other, Night hopes that by walking around he'll heat himself back up, but so far it doesn't seem to be helping at all. What made it worse was that his clothes were still slightly damp from the fountain, but there wasn't much he could do about that.]

Never a dull fuckin' moment around here, I s-swear...

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[darkasnight]

[fuck you and the horse you rode in on, mephisto.

but hey, the towel is nice. if he tenses up just a tad that's just your imagination.]

What gave you that impression?

[pierrotdemonique]

[ He rode in on a giant westie and you know it. ]

You don't quite strike me as one who would so easily discover what it takes to keep warm from this curse... but of course, the question would be...

[ And leaning in just slightly. ]

Would you like to find out?

[darkasnight]

[a terrifying thought]

If that was a jab at my intelligence I'm just gonna ignore it...

[It takes a lot of willpower not to lean back when Mephisto leans in. Instead he just smirks. Yeah he'll take that bait.]

I'm all ears, Sir Pheles.

[pierrotdemonique]

[ It's like playing Chicken, specially when that arm winds itself around Night's waist, lightly pulling him closer and into a deadly tango dip. There are fangs in that smirk but from the contact, Night should be warming up ever so gradually.

And that should be enough of an explanation. ]

Need I go on~?

[darkasnight]

[he'd rather be cold, jesus fucking christ--

His own hand snakes up around the back of Mephisto's neck, clipped nails playing with the fringe of his hair. If their contact bothers him he does a Grade A job of not showing it.

Although the hitch in his voice may prove otherwise.]

I'm thinking I need a more detailed explanation, Sir...

[pierrotdemonique]

Will you...?

[ That grip around his waist tightens as those lips very lightly brush against his throat. ]

I'd thought you were the kind that needed less words, more action.

[darkasnight]

[shit fuck he stepped in too deep HOW DOES HE ABANDON SHIP--

Very quietly he swallows.]

Depends on the situation, you know? Hah...

[pierrotdemonique]

[ Gosh Night. You should know by now. Play with fire, you get burned. ]

Is it...? And is this the sort of situation you would think is better of explained than experienced?

[ His free hand is tilting Night's head up higher, just high enough to expose more of that tender flesh near his neck. ]

[darkasnight]

[This is getting way too hot.]

Yes. Definitely.

[As definite as the red hot blush creeping over his face and to his ears. Damn.]

[pierrotdemonique]

If you insist.

[ And at that, Mephisto promptly drops him and straightens up before turning on one heel.

Payback for the butt curse. ]

Now I'm sure you're now feeling considerably warmer than when you first arrived?

[darkasnight]

[ahsjgsjdg

He huffs, willing away his flushed cheeks with little results.]

Yeah, maybe. [He's a little miffed so excuse his smartassery, Meph.]

[pierrotdemonique]

[ Hands on the top of his cane, watching Night a moment with that same smirk on his face. ]

My, do I detect a hint of resentment...? Did you want me to go on? I'm aware it's been quite some time since we've been in each other's company but I didn't have any idea you'd missed me that much.

[darkasnight]

Don't flatter yourself too much or you'll head will get too big and float away... [Someone's a little flustered.]

[pierrotdemonique]

[ And he is eternally amused. ]

I've missed you too, Night.

[ And planting a kiss on the back of his hand no matter how many protests happen. ]

Now. How long has it been for you? Three minutes? Three days?

[darkasnight]

[The touch sends a small wave of warmth up his arm, goosebumps following after it. But he doesn't pull his hand away.]

It was the same as the first time. I had just completed my mission and then I arrived here. [An odd look passes over his face.] So yeah, nothing new here.

[pierrotdemonique]

Picking up just where you left off. How fortunate for you.

[ And finally pulling away. He's had his heat and his fill for the day. Well... for the hour, at least. ]

Now, I suppose you'd want an update as to what's been going on so far, hm?