Pastel Bullets

My muse is blindfolded and listening. Go on anon and whisper something into their ear. It can be anything you like, a confession, a secret, a memory – there are no limits.

“Oh no,” he replied then laughed. “Would some kisses fix the rating meter, darling?”

“Now do I rank 100?”

When his partner pulls away to speak, Amias opens his eyes “I think the ratings gone to at least 50?”

“Oh no,” he replied then laughed. “Would some kisses fix the rating meter, darling?”

“Oh no,” he replied then laughed. “Would some kisses fix the rating meter, darling?”

“O-oh” He comments softly before he carefully gets himself out of the others hold and offers the apples back to him “S-s-sorry, I d-d-didn’t know y-y-you where going to u-use them”

At the question Amias raises his head to blink at Acel, he can’t help but look around the area they where in before looking back at the Spy and pointing at himself “Y-you’re …. y-y-you’re asking … m-m-me … out?” Okay, it was safe to say that he hadn’t been expecting that. 

At the question Amias raises his head to blink at Acel, he can’t help but look around the area they where in before looking back at the Spy and pointing at himself “Y-you’re …. y-y-you’re asking … m-m-me … out?” Okay, it was safe to say that he hadn’t been expecting that. 

Humming his agreement to the mans comment about the cat liking him - probably because he smelt like bird - he gets back up and follows the man into the room

“bienvenue à mon humble demeure..”

At the question Amias raises his head to blink at Acel, he can’t help but look around the area they where in before looking back at the Spy and pointing at himself “Y-you’re …. y-y-you’re asking … m-m-me … out?” Okay, it was safe to say that he hadn’t been expecting that. 

Humming his agreement to the mans comment about the cat liking him - probably because he smelt like bird - he gets back up and follows the man into the room

At the question Amias raises his head to blink at Acel, he can’t help but look around the area they where in before looking back at the Spy and pointing at himself “Y-you’re …. y-y-you’re asking … m-m-me … out?” Okay, it was safe to say that he hadn’t been expecting that. 

Which he does, he gets changed into one of his more ‘fancier’ Lolita dresses, making sure there aren’t any crinkles in it before he heads for the Spy’s room. He flattens out his dress before he knocks on Acel’s door

“J-Jou..Jou look amazing..”

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