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Was it his fault the slave was out of it? His fault that some other master had nearly drained the boy dry like a foolish ass? No, it absolutely wasn’t and the incessant whining was seriously impinging on his ability to enjoy himself at the party. Normally a patient man, this was too much and he decided to leave abruptly, standing and heading out. He was thwarted, however, by someone else who he hadn’t noticed. Someone in his way that he slammed in to - hard. Quick reflexes had him quickly reaching out to grab the other’s shoulders, steadying them as he glowered and took in the strange make up. 

“Watch where you’re going.” he said curtly before pausing and narrowing his eyes, “Or do you want to get eaten?” 

“You’re a guard here, correct?” Cameron knew it was probably rather rude to just get to the point and not even introduce himself, but the tribrid preferred to save the small talk for when it really mattered. “I’m in need of one of your assistance.”

“If I wanted gentle, I would have asked for gentle.”

“Oh darling,” the demon said, laughing to himself. So many times people thought they wanted something rough but never really liked what he had to offer. “Then take your pants off,” he said, almost daring the guard. There were plenty of people around that would be able to see but Hemi always liked a bit of a show.

Lying on the floor staring up at the ceiling

5. Pressing a pack of ice to their nose

“’S’nothing. Just a little nose bleed,” Seth reassured Kronos while he kept the ice pack on the bridge of his nose. Little might have been an understatement give how much had gushed out and stained his upper lip and chin. The witch didn’t seem at all panicked by his situation given this wasn’t the first time he’d had this mishap from some magic overuse. “I promise, I’m fine. Too much magic and this tends to happen.” 

@vxstlyinspired

“That sounds like a great night to me,” Seth said with a lopsided smile. “My place or yours?”