@legacysouls, bo kills someone and the blood splatters on roy. ( blood, blood, gallons of the stuff / accepting)
hot red splashes and cools against roy's face and a smile starts to spread, colored with bright amusement at his best friend's boldness. finally he was succumbing to what the blonde believed to be a natural human instinct, himself satisfied to have his senses fill with the thrilling sights and smells of violence. "bo," he nearly moans the brunette's name in his low and husky voice, moving closer to the other man with no regard for the dying person between them, gently kicking their side as he takes a step over their soon-to-be corpse toward him. "i wasn't sure you had it in you." he coos, obviously pleased.
he licks his lips, tasting the iron with a contented hum, smile fading though his eyes stay lit up with excitement and a hint of arousal. "how do you feel?"