#apcstasy

He was in his usual booth in the corner — open view of the whole place, including the back hall way — sipping his beer, and only half paying attention to the ballgame on the screen in front of him. The majority of his focus was on her. Specifically, her ass. Bill was already sporting half a stiff one in his jeans as he watched her bend over a nearby table while she wiped it down. Those fucking shorts were nothing, it was impossible not to think about how easy it'd be to slide his fingers in...or anything else he damn well pleased. Leaning back in his seat, he watched shamelessly, enjoying every bit of the show, until she straightened and made to move back towards the bar. "Hey, honey!" he called sharply. Bill let himself get the same eyeful of her tits as she approached him, tongue swiping across his bottom lip when she came to stop in front of his table. One of these fucking days. His eyes finally met hers with a shameless smirk and he gestured to his nearly empty bottle. "Grab me another one of these, would ya, sweetheart?" He nodded towards the bar and then his gaze appraised once more, hovering near her thighs as he added, "Just don't move too quick."

yes, they are.

he tilted her head up exposing more of her neck looked down at her face observing her features. " i have a purpose for you a better one in fact. " his lips curved into a wickedly devious smirk matching his eyes. other hand grabbed the front of her attire only for him to lean forward taking joyous delight in his powered dominant position aware she was feeling possible fierce anger now amplified by the situation she was in. " don't worry i won't turn you." he assured her as tone was shrouded in smugness and cocky bravado. " this is certainly not your lucky day for i grow bored and i am dire need of someone warm to breed with and feed on. " revealing his plans openly with no hesitation with his face close to hers and her scent being intoxicating. his hand would without hesitation swiftly rip the front of her attire exposing her silky smooth flesh of her breasts and stomach.

swallowing the lump in the back of his throat when his hand moved up with digits pinching the brim of his hat and politely tipping it in her direction before completely removing it from his head and placing it flat to his chest. a sheepish smile graced his lips only for it to dissipate immediately as he didn't want to be reserved or even fall into shyness despite feeling unease and uncomfortable. " uh - - is your dad here? i was kind of expecting him to be around said he wanted to go to a game with me tonight. " his smile returned although it was more warm and polite. " sorry to bother you. " his smile faded slowly when eyes couldn't restrain themselves as they wandered down her figure. he licked his lips as words then escaped him. " not to notice or anything but your lotion is fading and you probably don't want to get sunburned. " eyes immediately averted away from her hips to lock directly with her eyes.

           ❛ is this anders ?? ❜ voice is unnecessarily loud, though that is kind of the point of her calling out to him in the first place. annoying the apostate never gets old. ❛ or is the other guy in at the moment ? could i talk to anders ?? ❜

    anders voice: templars have layers, just like onions      and just like onions, all templars do is make you cry

     Every cat back home had six toes. To find one without six toes strikes      him as bizarre. ( And more proof that he’s very far from home. )