𝐀 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲 ?. Cambion, dog boy, lover. What more could you want ?. 𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 ~

Crossing his arms, he’d lean against the counter and stare her down. “Stalking to kill me then, or just curious?”.

A roll of his eyes, he’d finish the burger in two large bites before spraying a little bit of fragrance into the air to help with the smell. “Well when you shower regularly you tend to smell good. But I suppose the rain is to blame for wet dog smell.”.

RT @cravedcuddle:

He’d open the door and let her inside, a little smirk on his face. Seems she wasn’t expecting that. “Well, what’re you watching me for hm?”.

He’d take a bite from the burger and chew rather slowly. Seems he was gonna be seeing her again sooner than later. He’d wag a finger, motioning her to go ahead and come in.

He’d kiss the top of her head and chuckle a bit, his tail wagging behind him as he’d nuzzle into her. Such a needy little thing. “Shall I baby you first or are we skipping to some rough housing?”.

Huffing, he’ll grab her waist and pull her into him-.

He could hear it with one of those doggy ears of his. Soon enough he was done cooking, peering outside the window, it seemed he knew exactly where she were . .

He’s in the kitchen making burgers.

Whatever cost she seems fit. Not to worry though, it will mainly just be questions. Beings unknown to him are always interesting to learn about.

“How . interesting-“.

Quite the pleasant surprise-.

“If you’d like to yes, or maybe if I get bored and decide to pester you. I’m sure we’ll meet again though.”. He’d give a little wave and put on his helmet before exiting the little cafe. Soon enough, the bike roared to life and he was gone.

Debating on buying an optic for the space k //.

Another matter of fact from him, his stare was cold and a slow shake of his head was seen. “Like I said, don’t make me wish I finished you off instead hm? Call me if you want help.”. With his business done, he’d set money down for the coffee and saunter to the door.

“I’ve died twenty three times, i’ve come back twenty three times, i’ve spent sixty eight years in that horrid limbo. Death does not scare me, but i’d rather not do it again. So if it is your choice to do so, do not blame me for the consequences you will face. I will come back.”.

“Anyhow, if you’d prefer to trek through the rain and make your own way home that’s fine. I’ll even let you keep the jacket so you don’t get too soaked.”.

“Second chances, perhaps I just have a sweet spot for sob stories though and you were lucky enough to strike a chord.”. A shrug as he gave a nod and watched as the waiter came along with the coffee and set it down in front of Haname.

Setting the tablet aside, he’d stare at Haname again, shaggy hair covering his visage. It was still easy to see what he was staring at though, soon his eyes wandered down to her top. “Want me to dry that too?”.

“Because if I wanted you dead I would’ve let my hounds tear you apart instead of sparing you. I don’t mean this as a threat, but if I want you dead, there’s nowhere you can hide.”. His tone was flat, he stated this more as a matter of fact than something he’d want to do.