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“ there's only one bed? “ 

“Oh no-” the warlock purrs with such little sincerity, the smirk soon curling at his lips is no surprise. Slowly he’s sliding alone silky bed sheets, laying himself down on his side, across the singular bed, with his eyes fixed on the other man like the famished would eye a three course meal. It fit, he definitely wanted to devour the man. 

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Lucky couldn’t help but break to laughter at the other’s excitement. He could just see it in his eyes. The same one he had every time they went to mess around with humans Lucky had found deserving of such treatment. That was probably the only thing he cared for, for him and Asher not to go harm the innocent. The rest on the other hand? Deserved it. “Oh, come on, you know what fun we’re talking about. It’s almost the full moon and you know how I love to mess with those who have all their little superstitions about the evils of the full moon. We can’t break tradition. I found us a drug den just full of the most horrible scum to walk the earth and I’m ready for the bloodshed.” He motioned the other closer before he threw an arm over his shoulder and ruffled his hair. “Awh, I’m flattered you think my dick’s that long but as big as it may be, still not the most comfortable thing to do, ya know? Hush now, child. Or I’m putting you in a time out again.”

Swiftly those thin legs un crossed and with the pitter patter of her heels, she crossed the empty. Meaning to be heard. Those petite arms taking you against her chest, draping herself like an exquisite accessory as a soft kiss pressed against your temple and she whined.

"Must you act this way now? Its boorish and your friend even more some. Come, let's go. I'm simply ravenous and would very much like to have company for dinner."

      ❛ I was wondering if you'd tattoo me with something special. Something you created. ❜

                        ●●●  ;                 He knew the other could embrace such magic but the hesitation in his voice said otherwise ; perhaps the other wasn’t one to use such a strong energy. Kyungsoo had the potential for anything. “Haven’t you dabbled with that? or do you fear the outcome if you do indeed use dark magic.” Never had he aided anyone using dark forces and its energy - maybe it was how fragile the male looked on the outside that all Asher wanted to do was care the other to the best of his ability. “Dark magic can be used for anything not just for destruction. I can help you if you wish for me to do so…” 

on a single hand, he can count all the times he’s tapped into the energy that asher speaks of now, and half of those instances were by mere accident. you could do so much more, he’s been told time and time and time again, if only you weren’t so weak. those words were an attack as much as they were a warning: a reminder that, should he ever pursue more than his half-human heart deserved, entities far stronger and leagues less kind would have a swift lesson for him. which is why he’s here now, seeking guidance from perhaps the most unlikely of characters, though hesitation still sits heavy in the back of his throat.