#here u go...))

     Paintbrush glided gently against his canvas, tongue lopsided out his mouth as he tried to concentrate on his work. Usually, he didn’t put so much thought in his work, but with his newest guest, Ozzy felt he just had to impress. Chestnut eyes glanced over at the form of Axl, who was chilling back in his seat. He was so cool, Ozzy almost felt like he shouldn’t interrupt, that he would ruin the mood. That thought didn’t last too long though.

     ❝Hey, dude! What do you think about this?❞ He moved so the other can get a good look at his work. It was a landscape, the sun rising over the horizon of Whoville, even adding the curve of the mountain, as best as possible. Ozzy was no Picasso, but he was actually proud of how this was turning out! Then again, embarrassment quickly replaced his misplaced pride, swallowing it down and returning it with faux nonchalance. 

     “ oh? did you miss me that much, lady zero? “ he’d murmur, teasingly, tone low and contemplative as he reached out to grasp at porcelain chin ; gloved fingers absently tracing over the intoner’s cheeks. something so deadly, bearing the strength of gods, held within his fingertips. it was everything he’d wished for, in the past, and more – the ability to rule from the shadows. it was too bad zero was impossible to manipulate, unlike all those he’d encountered before her.

     his tongue would draw over his lips in an almost serpentine manner, before his free hand would rise, curling against the fabric of his facemask and tugging it down, revealing that signature, taunting smile in all of it’s glory. “ you know - all you had to do was call for your precious lizard man if you ached for him so, dear zero. “ he had to fight to quell the bubbling of laughter that’d begun to rise in his throat - all too knowledgeable at just how easy it was to piss her off - and just how dangerous that could be, as well.

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