𝑺𝒀𝑳𝑼𝑺.

𝑳𝑬𝑾𝑫. ♡

[𝑺𝒀𝑳𝑼𝑺. @FEATHEREDONYX]

𝑳𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹 𝑶𝑭 𝑶𝑵𝒀𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑼𝑺.

𝑺𝒀𝑳𝑼𝑺. ♡

[𝑺𝒀𝑳𝑼𝑺. @FEATHEREDONYX]

. . . Where's Caleb when you need him?

[𝑺𝒀𝑳𝑼𝑺. @FEATHEREDONYX]

He's not the kind to show off shamelessly.

Not all the time, at least.

[𝑺𝒀𝑳𝑼𝑺. @FEATHEREDONYX]

Hm. He'd beg to differ.

. . . Eyebrow staying raised. What? He's trying to decipher what exactly is it that he tried to say.

📲 — Even a, huh? Can you type your message out correctly next time? I don't understand.

And . . . why, exactly, is he doing that?

[𝓒𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒃.ᐟ @SADISTGRAVITY]

Cute. . .

Still typing his out — judging by the surprisingly lack of grammar and spelling corrections.

📲 — Even a csptin gwts his daus off . . he has priorites.

What can he say? Typing with one hand is hard.

[𝑺𝒀𝑳𝑼𝑺. @FEATHEREDONYX]

. . . He was speaking more so in the sense of employee bonuses. Like extra pay? This isn't included, anyway.

“ Debatable. ”

Not . . . really. Turning his face to the side as to avoid Caleb's lips . . . jokingly, of course.

[𝓒𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒃.ᐟ @SADISTGRAVITY]

Oh? That’s a bonus for them? Here he was thinking jealousy would be a harsh punishment considering … ahem. Well — look at Sylus! And look where Caleb is!

“Because you love me?”

Leaning down, a gentle caress of his face before hovering lips above his. <3

[𝑺𝒀𝑳𝑼𝑺. @FEATHEREDONYX]

Hm . . . perhaps he should've just left him on read.

Raising an eyebrow. Tapping the microphone icon on his keyboard, not feeling like typing it out.

📲 — It's more . . . surprise, if anything. You'd think someone with a job like yours would be more occupied.

[𝓒𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒃.ᐟ @SADISTGRAVITY]

Silence … no text back. He almost expected that outcome, but wow it hurts!

Atleast — until the ding comes in, a small grin at the sudden questioning.

📲: Am i not allowed to text my partner late at night? I miss you <3

[𝑺𝒀𝑳𝑼𝑺. @FEATHEREDONYX]

Not quite. Doesn't help that they seem to be rather disoriented due to his Evol. And while he's rather generous with his employees, bonuses don't include . . watching him.

“ You're shameless. I don't know why I let you act however you'd like around me. ”

Eye roll. Arms crossed.

[𝓒𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒃.ᐟ @SADISTGRAVITY]

What — are his men useless at their job? Come on, the only ones who’ll walk in are those he’s permitted. They can enjoy the show while they’re at it!

“Exactly what I’m promising.”

Already arriving at the bedroom, a lick of his lips as he softly lays Sylus near the edge.

[𝑺𝒀𝑳𝑼𝑺. @FEATHEREDONYX]

He'd say he seems like that kind of person as well. Just due to . . . observation.

Not sending anything back just yet. Tapping the picture and saving it. Nothing he's gotta know, though.

📲 — Nothing much. What are you texting me for?

[𝓒𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒃.ᐟ @SADISTGRAVITY]

Yeah — Caleb is pretty damn cringe.

The type of playboy to call you pet names in public just to get people eyeing you both up, the partner who’s got his arm around your waist and … probably down your pants.

Also the type who’s currently sending a late night ‘wyd?’ photo.

[𝑺𝒀𝑳𝑼𝑺. @FEATHEREDONYX]

Haah . . . now his house is free to enter, great. Admitting he's doing that makes it seem even more embarrassing for him. Just . . . the fruits of his labor.

“ For . . . tonight? Are you implying that— Ugh . . . of course you are. ”

[𝓒𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒃.ᐟ @SADISTGRAVITY]

Mmmmm — don’t think he did close the door. Too busy focusing on those damn delicious curves of his! Seriously, what kind of body is this?

“ I know, but why let you? You should conserve your energy for tonight. ”

Humming, strutting happily to the bedroom.

[𝓒𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒃.ᐟ @SADISTGRAVITY]

Yeah — Caleb is pretty damn cringe.

The type of playboy to call you pet names in public just to get people eyeing you both up, the partner who’s got his arm around your waist and … probably down your pants.

Also the type who’s currently sending a late night ‘wyd?’ photo.

[𝑺𝒀𝑳𝑼𝑺. @FEATHEREDONYX]

Yeah . . . even though by now, those are bound to happen just by . . . virtue of being.

Raising an eyebrow, sighing as he's swept off his feet. Did he even close the door before doing that?

“ . . . You know I can walk just fine, right? ”

[𝓒𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒃.ᐟ @SADISTGRAVITY]

Great to hear he got the memo ! Saves the time and awkward misunderstandings !

Looking that figure down and up , seeming to be thin enough to see through. A hungry gaze, followed by Caleb helping himself in and picking Sylus up like nothing, hands under his thighs for support !

[𝑺𝒀𝑳𝑼𝑺. @FEATHEREDONYX]

skin before removing themselves, arms crossed.

“ Doesn't sound too bad to me . . . perhaps you've got a specially perceptive sense of smell. ”

Huh . . . He'd get a little sad if he found that out. Just slightly. Wouldn't change his attitude towards him at all, though.

[𝑺𝒀𝑳𝑼𝑺. @FEATHEREDONYX]

And he'll be exactly that if it means getting to see that pretty face of his flushed red.

“ I wouldn't . . . Call it strange. A little strong to sensitive noses, sure. I could show you myself, if you allow me to. ”

Smirking down at the other, fingers brushing against his —

[🐟 @bratfishs]

He most definitely is a nuisance, and one that Rafayel will be glad to be rid of!

" That was what that weird smell was? It's way too strong, for the record. Eugh. I don't know what Miss Bodyguard sees in you people."

Shudder, at the finger on his chin. Skin is hot to the touch

[𝑺𝒀𝑳𝑼𝑺. @FEATHEREDONYX]

chin, red eyes looking down at that similarly red face.

[𝑺𝒀𝑳𝑼𝑺. @FEATHEREDONYX]

What can he say? He likes being a bit of a nuisance . . . Specially to easily irritated people.

“ Huh . . . Thought I'd made sure to put my nicest cologne all those times. Tell me, fishie, what do I smell like now? ”

Tilting Rafayel's head upwards with a gentle finger on his —

[🐟 @bratfishs]

He really was the WORST. Saying one thing and then doing another? Terrible - Rafayel had half a mind to burn the arm off his back.

" . . You smell like blood. And sweat. I told you that already, crow. Neither things I enjoy smelling, thank you. "

A lie, for the latter. But ->

[𝑺𝒀𝑳𝑼𝑺. @FEATHEREDONYX]

Raising an eyebrow. Well, he knows he didn't have an unpleasant smell, so. What exactly caused Rafayel to react like this? Strange.

“ Sure, I'll give you some space, but, ”

Sliding an arm behind his back, pulling him closer.

“ What exactly is it you dislike about my scent? ”

[🐟 @bratfishs]

Stiffening. Finger pressed to nose. He wasn't lying - Sylus reeked. Badly. But it was the kind of reeking that made his stomach churn in a mixture of disgust and a heat he didn't want to name.

" I just told you to go away. Go. "

Cheeks flushed. Rage, or something else?

[𝑺𝒀𝑳𝑼𝑺. @FEATHEREDONYX]

Alright then, I won't. Lying to yourself isn't healthy, though.

Huh . . . Guess so. I won't. ( Will. And did. )

[🐟 @bratfishs]

Absolutely not. Do not categorize me with you. At all!

No. ( Yes. ) You stink. Don't come any closer.

[𝑺𝒀𝑳𝑼𝑺. @FEATHEREDONYX]

Sure it is. Seems to be a shared activity, though.

I'm simply making a deduction from what I'm seeing. Must be quite the pleasing scent, huh, Raf?

[🐟 @bratfishs]

You make it seem like I'm stalking you, crow. That's a *you thing, not me.

Don't - . . . don't put words in my mouth. I never said anything of the sort. At all.

[𝑺𝒀𝑳𝑼𝑺. @FEATHEREDONYX]

Crow. There's a difference. Surprised you didn't know that, since you seem to know so much about me.

. . . So why are you still engaging in this conversation? Is it that you actually enjoy my scent, hm?

[🐟 @bratfishs]

Hmmph. You'd probably know, crow. Raven. What *are you?

No reason. You just *reek. I can smell you from over here. ( Lie. Twice, actually. )

[𝑺𝒀𝑳𝑼𝑺. @FEATHEREDONYX]

Well, correct. It's a more sophisticated kind of shine, though, compared to that of a gemstone's.

I think your knowledge is telling on you. For what reason would you know that, dear Rafayel?

[🐟 @bratfishs]

Pearls *are shiny! And quite beautiful.

I am not admitting anything. Especially not to you. You still stink.

[𝑺𝒀𝑳𝑼𝑺. @FEATHEREDONYX]

Purple pearl . . . noted. Thought you'd be more of a shiny stuff kind of guy.

What? You said it, I'm just agreeing with you.

Come on, I don't bite. Not too hard, at least.

[🐟 @bratfishs]

A pearl, actually! A purple pearl, thank you.

Wait. I'm irritated with you. Stop that.

. . . Nooooo.