#yerrrrrrrr

“It’s a harmless question,” you coyly shrugged. He shook his head, arms crossed over his chest. 

“Uh-huh. Sure. Definitely doesn’t sound like you’re trynna start something you can’t finish.” 

“Who says I can’t?” 

He raised a brow, tongue in cheek. “Oh? ‘cuse me, that’s my bad. I wasn’t familiar with your game. By all means, let me know when and where. I’ll be there, naked and waiting. Just don’t forget the honey.” 

Bombastic side-eye from TAMSY. Setting his cup down, he sighs softly. “You certainly have an interesting approach in how you flirt with me. Although endearing, some tact would be appreciated next time.” 

You rolled your eyes, “Gimme a break. Your mouth is much filthier than mine.” 

“Perhaps. But only behind closed doors.” He grinned, resting his cheek against his knuckles, gaze full of mirth. “And I wouldn’t phrase it as a hypothetical. More so a promise for later. Like…” 

He leaned in closer, lips brushing against your ear to whisper, “I am going to put honey all over you and lick you up and down. Nice and slow.”

GRIS felt his whole body buckle. After returning from a mission, he stopped by your room after his shower to spend some much needed quality time in your presence. Showing up in a tight fitted tanktop was one thing. Showing up in a tight fitted tanktop after a shower and damp hair, pushed back to expose his forehead? That’s a recipe for a visceral, yet understandable, reaction. 

Although his back was turned, you could clearly see the effect your words had on him from how red his ears became almost immediately. He cleared his throat, voice tight. “Don’t…just say things like that out of the blue. My heart can’t take it.” 

You smirked, eyeing him down. “Your heart or your coc-”

“Hey.” He scolded, glaring at you softly from over his shoulder, face flushed something terrible.

“WHOA. Wanna find out??” 

AUGUST would instantly be on board. It didn’t even have to be honey, you could cover him in chocolate, syrup, ketchup–Hell, forget the condiments, you could just lick him all over just because!–and best believe he’ll rope you into the mix so that you could be sticky together. The thought alone would have him salivating at the mouth. “Mmm, bet you’d taste like heaven on earth.~” 

You chuckled, teasing him further. “Yeah? You really think so?” 

“HELLS YEAH I DO. We should do it right now! Wanna make such a beautiful mess with you, my muse!~” 

ARKHA paused from reading his paperwork. Looking up at you with amusement already swirling in his gaze, he placed the document down in favor of providing you his undivided attention. Interlocking his fingers to rest his chin atop his knuckles, he gave his input on the matter. “I would say it depends on the kind of honey you’d use. I like when it’s 100% raw, myself. Wouldn’t you agree?” 

“...Are…we’re still talking about honey, right?” 

His grin widened a little. “Are we?”

“Don’t even fix your mouth to ask that bullshit.” 

Before you even had a chance, SEMIU had shut you down. You crossed your arms with a huff, visibly deflated. “No fair. You could indulge me at least.” 

“I could. But I won’t.” She eyed you over the rim of her glasses, ghost of a grin on her face. “You need to be putting that energy into your work and not them silly-ass fantasies. Save those for afterhours. And if you get all that done before then…I might indulge you then.” 

You perked up like a hound. “Yes, ma’am!” With a salute, you hightailed it out of there leaving nothing but a smoke cloud, determined to finish today’s paperwork and tomorrow’s for good measure. She shook her head at your eagerness, but was endeared all the same.