[ As if his shit-eating grin couldn't get any shittier, he looks immensely pleased at both Vash's answer and his reaction, the arm coiled around Vash's waist like a serpent tugging him until is stupidly plush chest presses against Vash's, providing the other man with some warmth. ]
Thought so. Someone is feeling pretty thirsty. It couldn't possibly be the goodie-two-shoes, pretty boy right before me, could it?
[ Toji knows these types; the kind that is kind of ditzy and stupid, but, full of so much heart and compassion. The assassin doesn't dare tread along the painful road of nostalgia, making the connection to his first wife-- the sunshiny girl who was the first to ever show him kindness; it was her compassionate personality that drew him like a moth to a flame. He never thought he'd fall in love and he never wanted to, but he couldn't resist her and would do anything for her. That's where the attraction comes from, though. He almost feels bad-- almost-- knowing that once he's seduced him and had his fun he's going to break his trust, but Knives put up such a big bounty, not even Toji's cock can deny prize money like that.
Speaking of his cock, it's starting to feel a little warm down there and he hasn't even done anything. It's all been from merely imagining what he's going to do to this guy.
He gives Vash one last look before he wets his lips, taking another shot from the bottle and not.. completely swallowing all of the alcohol; he let's a little bit linger in his mouth so he can share it with his friend. His pal. His big, cute, cash cow that he's going to turn in. Maybe that's what is exciting him instead.
Finally, Toji does it. He kisses Vash with an open mouth, not hesitant with his force. Once the blonde's lips are parted, Toji will share with him a generous amount of both alcohol and spit. ]
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Date: 2023-11-08 04:18 am (UTC)Thought so. Someone is feeling pretty thirsty. It couldn't possibly be the goodie-two-shoes, pretty boy right before me, could it?
[ Toji knows these types; the kind that is kind of ditzy and stupid, but, full of so much heart and compassion. The assassin doesn't dare tread along the painful road of nostalgia, making the connection to his first wife-- the sunshiny girl who was the first to ever show him kindness; it was her compassionate personality that drew him like a moth to a flame. He never thought he'd fall in love and he never wanted to, but he couldn't resist her and would do anything for her. That's where the attraction comes from, though. He almost feels bad-- almost-- knowing that once he's seduced him and had his fun he's going to break his trust, but Knives put up such a big bounty, not even Toji's cock can deny prize money like that.
Speaking of his cock, it's starting to feel a little warm down there and he hasn't even done anything. It's all been from merely imagining what he's going to do to this guy.
He gives Vash one last look before he wets his lips, taking another shot from the bottle and not.. completely swallowing all of the alcohol; he let's a little bit linger in his mouth so he can share it with his friend. His pal. His big, cute, cash cow that he's going to turn in. Maybe that's what is exciting him instead.
Finally, Toji does it. He kisses Vash with an open mouth, not hesitant with his force. Once the blonde's lips are parted, Toji will share with him a generous amount of both alcohol and spit. ]