#bumble ask

[Bumble holds out the lollipop, looking a little embarrassed. Did she seem childish? Possibly. Though she did hope he would like the gift—even if he doesn't eat it.]

“What’s that? A… Lollipop? Weird thing to have on you.”

[Hector eyes the candy you offer him for a moment, taking the cigarette he just so happened to light a moment ago and putting it out between his index finger and thumb. Ouch. He doesn’t react though, as the tobacco filled stick is no longer burning and instead, he tucks it behind his ear to use later. Soon, the lollipop is hesitantly taken from your hand.]

“Thanks, honeybee… That’s very thoughtful of you.”

[Unwrapping the candy, he shoves the wrapper into his pocket, popping the stick into his mouth as he continues watching the waves. A pleased hum comes from him as he pulls the lollipop from his mouth. He turns his head to look down at you before muttering.]

“Here, try this, it’s not that bad, actually…”

[Before you can refuse, he’s slouching to your height and grabbing your face with one hand. What you thought would be the lollipop suddenly shoved in your face, is actually the complete opposite — Hector’s face comes close to yours as his lips meet with yours, his tongue dragging across your own. The oddest way to share a lollipop, that much is obvious… But he wasn’t lying, the flavor was definitely enjoyable… Aside from the smallest hint of cigarette smoke. Quickly, he pulls away from your face, letting go before staring at the string of spittle connecting the two of you… Only to break it with the lollipop, twirling the sweet as he pops it back into his mouth.]

“Tastes good, right?”

[It’s as if he doesn’t realize how out of pocket his action was.]

Yo this was incredibly fun to draw

“I have more than teeth, tongues come in handy too, you know and fingers.. And- And I can bite more than just your neck if you only ask—“

[Again, Marrow is hit with another boot. The other object throwing the boots seems to be out of… Boots to throw, but the loud sound of metal clanging against Marrow’s head seems to echo in the attic… And make them behave again.]

[Marrow looks at you with a half-lidded eye. They’re folding their hands and resting their head atop them as they stare at you like a love-struck fool. Again, like with others, they seem a tad upset… Yet, they present themselves as silly and awe-struck.]

“Of course, my darling. If you need anything else, I’m here…”

[They blink rapidly, as if batting their lashes innocently. You can’t explain it, but it’s as though they want you to depend on them, to need them… You shake the feeling for now. After all, that can go downhill quickly…]

[She cleared her throat.]

“I like it. It’s our kid now. Ours. You, me, beautiful worm. Now.”

[You can’t help but feel as though that’s an elusive reference to a music about arctic birds dancing… Oh well. Their knees already seeming to be giving out as they lean on you more, slipping down in a way so they have to look up at you with the almost dopey smile on their face.]

“My, my, darling… May I say, you taste absolutely divine. I do apologize for breaking the skin, I did stop the bleeding but… But I couldn’t help myself, I just wanted a little taste, I was curious… At least I know how soft you are. How fragile… Vulnerable.”

[Now, they seem to have a sort of protective spark go off in their mind… As they fawn over you, they seem to increase their need to linger around you. Like you need them. Then again, it’s so easy for Marrow to delude themselves… Just like right now. And there’s nothing you can do to change that. They’ll always be far too head over heels for you.]

You want fries with that?