[He liked them, too! Before he destroyed them through virtue of being too tall too exist.
Dylas's ears flick down and stay down when his wrists are grabbed. The 'shame' position, not the 'angry' position. He's embarrassed, but he lacks the ability to blush. He'd be so boring, but his dick still works. Fantastically, too.]
You don't have to clean up after me. It, uh. Probably won't be the first time it happens.
[He thinks it would hurt more for a human, especially since he remembers being human, but that angst is best saved for another night. He might not look like it, but he's having the undead equivalent of a racing heart and butterflies in his stomach.
Fuck, he can't help it. He leans his upper half forward so that he can nuzzle his forehead against Haru's own. There's a bit of force to it, considering he's part-animal and all, but it's an affectionate gesture coming from him.]
We need to fill it up with food. [Look, he can joke, okay. And he's just going to casually attempt to pull Haru into his chest mane. Fuck the glass.] I've never really decorated a place before. I don't really know what I want.
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Date: 2017-03-22 09:49 am (UTC)Dylas's ears flick down and stay down when his wrists are grabbed. The 'shame' position, not the 'angry' position. He's embarrassed, but he lacks the ability to blush. He'd be so boring, but his dick still works. Fantastically, too.]
You don't have to clean up after me. It, uh. Probably won't be the first time it happens.
[He thinks it would hurt more for a human, especially since he remembers being human, but that angst is best saved for another night. He might not look like it, but he's having the undead equivalent of a racing heart and butterflies in his stomach.
Fuck, he can't help it. He leans his upper half forward so that he can nuzzle his forehead against Haru's own. There's a bit of force to it, considering he's part-animal and all, but it's an affectionate gesture coming from him.]
We need to fill it up with food. [Look, he can joke, okay. And he's just going to casually attempt to pull Haru into his chest mane. Fuck the glass.] I've never really decorated a place before. I don't really know what I want.