scorpion venom

⁽ ᑫ ᵘ ᵉ ᵉ ᶰ ⁾ ❞┇▌ Hands clap together, fingers adorned in metallic talons clacking against one another to produce a sound which — to everyday servants — was nothing short of terrifying. “Even lowly peasants could be of use.” Was sung, the small queen sounding a giggle, “Especially on their knees.” But won’t demand that of this man, for now~, though she was already imagining the view, along with some blood & burns.

                       Once more, the demon chuckles a the Queen's words and he couldn't help but feel rather amused by her. Cyrus as come across a few like her before and all were fun to toy with. But perhaps, this one would be smarter than the others to let him get that close.       The scorpion licks at his lower lip slowly in reply to her suggestion and wondered if they were on the same track of thought. "Something tells me you would like that very much~. So tell me, if i asked for something, what would you give me?" A low growl vibrates within the male's chest as he then leans forwards and down ever so slightly. He takes in her scent slowly and was pleased that it tickled his tastebuds enough to cause his mouth to water.

⁽ ᑫ ᵘ ᵉ ᵉ ᶰ ⁾ ❞┇▌ What a dapper & handsome demon this one was — a gentleman as well! She didn’t see those often, especially in places such as the Utopia. It made her a little bit sad, if only for a moment, before she’s quick to ease frosted lips into a smile. “Oh~? Are you hoping to gain something from complimenting me~?” She’ll cant her head to the side, exhaling a soft breathe which showed in the form of a frosted smoke. She likes him, she’s decided.

      ▪ ▪ ▪ ▌❤▐ ’ Andrew wouldn’t put it past Cyrus to know of such things - seeing as how easily the other meddled between a king and queen in the past ( he knew too many things for either of their liking, surely ). But da’Veena was ( mostly ) ignorant of such things. Blissfully unaware. “I’d hate for you to stop by my place only to find it empty — though, you could probably sense if I’m home to begin with, right? Or —” Shutting himself up so he could receive a kiss, the angel returned it and then canted his head to the side. “You got it! But, have you ever tried any other flavors?”

                 The scorpion felt better as the little dove returned his gentle affection and the cold one couldn't help but pick the other male up; holding him closely to his tall and slender form. "I cannot tell when you are around or not. Only if I am just a mere few feet away. Your energy is pleasant. It would be easier to feel you if you held my mark but alas, you do not. None of you do.       "As for other flavors, I have not. I do wish to try a mixed berry one though to be honest. Is there a mixed berry flavor, Andrew?" Cyrus asked with a canting of his head.

      ▪ ▪ ▪ ▌❤▐ ’ ”Oh, no, I’m done with training! I mean, I still do training, but I’m an official Cadet now.” Not at all the highest rank of a Paladin but still a Paladin nonetheless. Nuzzling into the scorpion’s hand - a blink of honey hues followed. “Of course I’ve been keeping out of trouble.” He knew, didn’t he? “And I’m sorry. I need to try and stop by more often. I’ll make sure to bring sorbet too.”

                  "Oh? Well, congratulations." The scorpion hummed in cotent, glad to hear of the news. Something told him he was a bit late on hearing such but that is what he gets for sleeping for so long and taking care of his other dove along with the help of one of his sons. And of course he knows. Cyrus knows a lot of things. "It's quite alright. I understand you have a personal life. I have been busy a well and should of made an effort to stop by your place as well. We are both guilty~." Cyrus chuckled, leaning down to give the angel a kiss.        "Make sure it's orange."

      ▪ ▪ ▪ ▌❤▐ ’ ”Not quite. Just paladin training, the usual.” Andrew hadn’t opted on bringing it up either ; mostly because almost all the bruises had already faded ( save for the speckles of darkness which were located at his chest ). “The typical things, really.”

                  "Still training, hm?" The colder being allowed a hand to gently give the blonde a few pats upon golden locks. "That's lovely, poppet. At least you are keeping yourself out of trouble," In some sense anyways. "I've missed seeing you around."

      ▪ ▪ ▪ ▌❤▐ ’ ”Hello! How’re you, Cyrus?”

                 "Mm. Quite fine, thank you. And you? How have you been? Anything interesting going on in your life?" Save what Cyrus heard about a certain son of his did. But he won't bring it up. Yet anyways.