flins almost purred when the jug touched the other's lips. he knew varka— perhaps he wasn't expecting an exaggerated reaction, but seeing the blond not even flinch almost brought a pout to his mouth.
but he was quick to identify it was all a facade.
His face flushed when the fae simply sat next to him with that attitude of his... God, it gives him goosebumps and he shouldn't even be enjoying it so much!
—- Scared ???? Me ??? No way ! Careful with the teasing, it might take you somewhere.
He twisted his wrist +
he caressed varka's neck, a fake smile drawn on his lips. maybe he was being too touchy, but he couldn't help himself when it was about the blond man.
“ so. . . i'm assuming you're expectant for another round then. ”
a giggle left his mouth, culprit of having fun.