I just might. You have an honesty about you that glows when you're bashful, you know.
[The little hair tug... what a cutie. Someone will be lucky to have this boy in their life, no matter what kind of trouble he gets into.]
I haven't seen spirits like that in a long time, but that sounds closer to yokai rather than what I deal with. Most of the demons I see prefer to be more pleasurable to the eye nowadays. Something about making it easier to tempt people.
[He downs the rest of his cup with a deep exhale as the glass draws away, settling it back onto the table.]
That said... I do think I should make it back to my room, before the day gets ahead of us.
I'd kill for a world with sexier demons. If you're going to wine and dine me, at least invite me over.
[Ah, good talk, good talk. He's picked up some one-liners from Solomon and got to drink his coffee with his special sugar mixed in. Not a bad morning, hangover notwithstanding.
Akira sets his cup aside and rises, offering Solomon a hand.]
Allow me to escort you to the door, good sir. I'm sure you can handle things from there.
[Akira doesn't really want to leave his room while reeking of alcohol anyway.]
Mm. When I know you won't be eaten, I'll think about it.
[He'll take that hand, lifting himself up off the couch to head towards the door. Once they're there, and the door's wide open, that hand is lifted to his lips. Unlike Akira's obnoxious and showy display, this one is soft and lingering against his fingers, though he keeps it brief and lets it go quickly.]
[...Oh. Oh. How is this man always managing to catch him by surprise when he least expects it? He hasn't taken enough lessons from this man, clearly. His hand's tingling...............
Red up to his ears, Akira can't shove Solomon out quickly enough.]
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[The little hair tug... what a cutie. Someone will be lucky to have this boy in their life, no matter what kind of trouble he gets into.]
I haven't seen spirits like that in a long time, but that sounds closer to yokai rather than what I deal with. Most of the demons I see prefer to be more pleasurable to the eye nowadays. Something about making it easier to tempt people.
[He downs the rest of his cup with a deep exhale as the glass draws away, settling it back onto the table.]
That said... I do think I should make it back to my room, before the day gets ahead of us.
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[Ah, good talk, good talk. He's picked up some one-liners from Solomon and got to drink his coffee with his special sugar mixed in. Not a bad morning, hangover notwithstanding.
Akira sets his cup aside and rises, offering Solomon a hand.]
Allow me to escort you to the door, good sir. I'm sure you can handle things from there.
[Akira doesn't really want to leave his room while reeking of alcohol anyway.]
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[He'll take that hand, lifting himself up off the couch to head towards the door. Once they're there, and the door's wide open, that hand is lifted to his lips. Unlike Akira's obnoxious and showy display, this one is soft and lingering against his fingers, though he keeps it brief and lets it go quickly.]
じゃあ,またね~♡
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Red up to his ears, Akira can't shove Solomon out quickly enough.]
罰してやる。じゃね。
[SLAMS THE DOOR, LOCKS IT FOR GOOD MEASURE]
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Delightful.]