#casterwillxcaleb

“Yeah, sure, that sounds great. I’d be more than happy to do that. I make meeaann drinks,” he chuckled, looking the man over for a moment and realising straight away it was who he’d modelled for in the dream world. “You’re.. Caleb, right? We met.. just not.. here,” he said with a soft laugh. “I suppose we could thank the Baku for that at least.”

“And who’re you? How do I know you’re not just baiting me with the promise of delicious bagels?” Mason asked, suspicious and wary as always, looking the larger, incredibly blonde and beautiful guy over. “What do you get out of feeding me?

“Oh, well, thank you? You’re not so bad looking yourself.” 

The lamia looked the blond master up and down for a second before a small pleased smirk slipped onto his lips.  He looked up at him, his eyes narrowed a bit, though there was a flicker of amusement in his expression.  “Do you usually flirt with people right off the bat?”  Gareth asked, his smirk widening.

“Mm, okay,” Mason looked him over once more; the human was pretty good at reading people and he didn’t really get any bad vibes from Caleb. Perhaps he could give him the benefit of the doubt. “Fine. Your suite. Bagels. No funny business. Well, unless I say so. I like funny business sometimes,” the human continued, smirking slightly.

What was your muse’s first Halloween costume?

“oh uh….it was a sexy bunny maids outfit….”