Play With Fire

{✧} - Aw shit. “So I was right, you are magic! And air and wind is really uh… neat.” How else could he put it? Practically every other form of magic he wanted and didn’t have. All he had was animal affinity. And was that even considered magic? He could be called an animal person for all he knew and not have any magic whatsoever! 

And you can read my thoughts. Is nothing sacred anymore?? Oh shit I need to feed Torgo, Mildred, Shou, and Sven. If Sven is even talking to me. I said I was sorry-!!

His mind continued to rattle while he looked apologetically at the other. “Uh… you don’t have to listen in all the time, do you?”

There’s an amused look as the other’s thoughts rattled on, the florist sorely tempted to ask questions. He was curious about the names thought of... But, from the looks of it, it seemed like the blonde didn’t like the idea of his telepathy.

{🧸} - “Yeah, probably. But my brain is in my head so I can’t see if it has a boo-boo or not. Heh. Boo-boo.” His sense of humor of an eight-year old made him laugh. His head was feeling better already! “You’re kinda dressed fancy to be out here in the woodsen.”

{🧸} - “You think? Is that why I can’t remember stuff or think goodly using my big brain head?” It was still throbbing. It hurt to try and think so much! “My head hurts. Maybe I was dropped when I was a cub. Huh.”

{🧸} - “Stop picking on me I’ll bite your nose off!!” He was rubbing his temples. “And no I wasn’t dropped on my head as a cub I think I’d remember that!!”

{🧸} - “Hey, stop throwing your ten dollar words around! Someone’s likely to get hurt! Me. My head hurts.”

{🧸} - “Is that right? I better check my dictionotomy.”

Alexander had wrapped his arms around the other, pulling him into his own lap. He felt the shiver of having the other in his lap and he enjoyed it, the warmth he normally never got to feel before. Still he smirked leaning his head in to capture the other’s lips though not before he was able to quip back at the other. 

“I am sure they will never forget it. That ass of yours.” He allowed a hand to move to grab at the other’s ass before he captured Ken’s lips. He was pushing hard, kissing with passion, or it could have been the need to be touched by someone else. 

He quickly, easily, got himself situated in Alex’s lap, a delighted purr escaping him in the process. It had been so long, way too long, since he got to touch someone like this. That he got to be touched like this. Even if it had spawned from a challenge and money, Kenneth definitely didn’t find himself regretting this.

Especially with that kiss. Oh, that kiss.

His hips lifted up as he felt the hand on his ass, the instinctual movement being taken full advantage of as he returned the kiss. Pressing deeply against his lips, hands reaching up to tangle his fingers in Alex’s hair. Eyes were on them, people finally noticing what was happening right in the middle of everything. Good; Let them watch. Kenneth only spared them a passing glance, far more focused on his partner at the moment.

{🌾} - Miles hadn’t been back to the city since he inherited the farm, and even though he grew up in the city, it was still quite a shock to go from wide open pastures to city blocks and tall skyscrapers. He was supposed to be going there to get some special feed for his chickens, one his neighbor said would make them produce twice as many eggs, but he couldn’t find the store she had written down for him! 

Not to mention that every building looked the same! How did he ever survive here when he was little?? Was there even a place called Chicken Emporium?? Everyone around him looked too scary to ask for directions though… What was a poor try-hard to do???

He was still sulking in front of his apartment when he noticed the stranger. Granted, who wasn’t a stranger to him... But this particular one stood out to Kenneth. Along with that bright ass green hair, it was hard not to notice the confusion and panic that was practically radiating off of the guy. Kind of sad, actually.

...How long was he just going to stand there, anyways...?

A little too long, honestly. Long enough for Kenneth to get to his feet, wandering over to the stranger to see just what he was doing in this part of town. (Really, it was a terrible area to be lost in, anyways.) He ended up behind the other male, peering over his shoulder to see what was written on the paper. The name, honestly, almost made him laugh.