Lotus Eater

cellmate13:

elin-the-paladin:

the-explosive-existence:

lotuseaterdragora:

Drago just rubbed his face. he still could’t believe what on Hell he was doing there. A nightmare in the middle of the day. Even Alixon was into this. The Djinn follow her steps, without complain, rollinghis eyes because the strange discussion about silly nicknames. 

“……….”- He didnt answered, just pouted and looked away. 

Not sure if it was a good idea, Eros moved his tail and approached at Aghata to help her with the glasses. “Then must be really normal have nicknames here. What’s a muffin?” he asked at her, while Drago huffed for his stupid question. 

“Oh…mine?…One I can’t tell, but the other is Harvester.”

“uhuh!That will not work for me, No.”
Shaking her head Alixon grinned at the girls as they pull out whisky glasses. narrowing her eyes to the label,
“I will noOt stay the only one not tipsy!  Muffin, I will use your kitchen.
You had a great spence with coffee had’t you?” Saying that she looked up at Drago again, seeing him going with a pout doing the silent treatment. did not feel bad but if they stayed she liked him to have fun at least.
“Drago, give it two hours, Two hours and if your not having fun then we leave. Key” Making a sly kind of a grin she jerking him down by the cloak, face his eyes a short while before  smooching the djinn over his lips, whispering sensually with a flick of the tongue “Appreciate it~”
Bolting a wide toothy smile she let go of him before anything more can happen and strut into the kitchen.
“Now were is that coffee…..
…
MUFFIN!!! You have to many cabinets!!”

“I vote Agatha to be called Big Perv! It’s suits her.” she cackled taking the glasses from her friend and began to pour the alcohol in them passing the glasses around.

“Harvester?” Elin’s looked at Eros with interest. “That’s one crappy nickname. I like Half Pint more.” she nodded at her own words. “So why Harvester? What is your job for the big bad Dread?”

“Wait; now I have two nicknames?!” She giggled. Yes, big perv did suit her, but muffin was just so… zazzy!

“Top cupboard on the left!” Aggie shouted out to Alixon.

Harvester… OK, that didn’t sound super ominous or anything… Agatha decided to keep quiet and not ask more…

-When we start  with the harvest procedure of human souls I usually….” -“EJEMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!……..ejem…..Sorry” - Drago interrupted, giving to Eros a dangerous expression. “…..oh……..”Eros replied, tilting his head to a side.

Drago smiled to Alixon, accepting her condition just because she wants to stay.”Ok…take the time you need baby.” He kissed her cheek before she moved towards the kitchen. The Djinn crossed his arms front his chest and took sit in the couch looking at Eros for a moment.

The demon didn’t understod what was the problem but didn’t mentioned anything more. “Miss Aghata, what’s a Muffin? and why big Perv? ” he asked stepping close to her, moving his tail.

cellmate13:

elin-the-paladin:

the-explosive-existence:

lotuseaterdragora:

-“what???” Drago leaned back when Alixon showed such expression. Ignoring Elin’s words he tried to concentrate himself to say no….it was easy just a simple no. He can’t stay there. it would be really problematic.

“OKEYYYY! I will stayy….” He answered looking  away upset and crossing his arms front his chest.  He knew that the day is gonna end in disaster….

Drago shoot his head towards Aghata growling.”Then you can put makeup to the clown next to you darling!!” he replied mocking.

*Then with a nickname, it means that you are something like a friend?* Eros asked hearing Elin explanation. it isn’t bad, but can he trust in her?. *I have a nickname in Hell too, but its different from here* He added glaring at Aghata.

“No! He is not my deeear Elin.
Give him a break, party’s is n- hey!”
Slipping her hand onto Dragos arm she gave him a incouarge pull to move more toward the group as telling Elin of, trying to be serious again, glad he approved to stay but when he went all mocking her face broke with a wide smile, trying to hide it by looking away, they acted like kidss fighting, pulled herself together and turned again.
“…haha..oww..shit..Come on,. I don’t know way you two act this way toward each other. but don’t be rude to our host Drago.” 
Narrowing her eyes still smiling she leaning to the couch peeking at her love, crossing her arms herself. SO many things one should get to know with so many being at one place.
“…
You will have to explain your hostility later…” She purred low soon before raising it again, clear to her will standing straight.
“BUT nooow. I ask you two to cease fire. You to Elin!
Snort.
“Agatha.
I can start to call you Muffin as a nickname if we get the coffee going,…”
Looking at the bags.
“You did not get any alcohole??” SHit, if no alcohole, how will she get to see hom much each and everyone should handel it.
”Well…suger rushes at least…” Grin.

“Oh, chill Agatha! It just means I love you too much…” she giggled nudging her friend with her hip. “Not having a nickname means you are close to me.” she hugged the woman.

“No, here it is!” Elin put bottles of expensive whiskey and champagne down on the table. “I call this a party!” she laughed opening the first bottle. Then looked around. “Glasses! Where are the glasses!”

Agatha chuckled. “Aww, so it’s a good thing, OK~” She winked at Elin. Muffin..? “I like it!” She laughed.

Turning to Eros, she couldn’t help but wonder. “What was your nickname..?”

Glasses… Glasses! “Oh! Here.” Agatha opened one of the kitchen cabinets pulling out some tumblers.

Drago just rubbed his face. he still could’t believe what on Hell he was doing there. A nightmare in the middle of the day. Even Alixon was into this. The Djinn follow her steps, without complain, rollinghis eyes because the strange discussion about silly nicknames. 

“……….”- He didnt answered, just pouted and looked away. 

Not sure if it was a good idea, Eros moved his tail and approached at Aghata to help her with the glasses. “Then must be really normal have nicknames here. What’s a muffin?” he asked at her, while Drago huffed for his stupid question. 

“Oh…mine?…One I can’t tell, but the other is Harvester.”

the-explosive-existence asked: Nestling herself and him under the patch cover she earlier made the bed with, tucking it over them now. Still fully dressed dwelling against the pillows she pulled them closer to each other, giving him body heat, at the same time undoing his scarf from his head and brunching back his black hair to get him more comfortable to. Throwing the scarf of the bed, holding him steady against her,. Never should anyone be able to get to close to her man again. Smiling content and happy. Touching the mark

Drago mumbled, feeling her hands, even with eyes close, the sensation gave him peace, enough to swim deep into a dream. Where she was with him, under the sun of the desert. just …sleep…….

the-explosive-existence:

lotuseaterdragora:

 

“Creatures here and their weak hormones. They feel atraction for everything, even the danger.” He said sliding a hand over the table to hold Alixon’s fingers. “They can’t see that I just have eyes for you, My Baby”-

Dragora leaned close to her , enjoying her soft voice, telling him sweet things and feeding his ego.. “And I’m happy to be here with you. To express openly how much I feel for you. ” He lifted a hand and placed it unger her chin, bringing her close to his in a deep and powerfull kiss, without contain not even a bit. An interesting scene for a restaurant. He broke the kiss slowly, breathing her warm breath.”I’ll wait for my dessert.” He purred softly. -“Please distract me my love…..or this date in gonna end under this table…” 

As if his word had not been enough Alixons eyes wided. Not having the brain to close her mouth at that moment she fell heads over heals his mouth demanding and deepening in the kiss, responding with tilting her head and meeting Drago willingly and nearly taking it over, blood rushing to her heart that started to race loosing her grip of time and space with building up heat.

Him letting go Alixon breathed, having to sit down not to fall over the table, her legs unsteady, body demanding, loonging, eagering for more then was proper for a resturant. Not letting go of his hand tho, would not, coud not, searching controlled breath the centaur girls expression was dreamy, laughing happyly, he was so impulsive!. 
Seaching words she smiled amused, desire in her eyes. She was right, her blush should not have the chanse to sink.

“It wont…
I won’t allow but that was…. apectacualr… In many ways.” She mussed low, most folk having there eyes for one another had not noticed what they were doing but… Going in under the table„ Yaaah, that people should notice.
She stroke his sheak. Still seaching words.
“You are open to answer me…. any question babe?
Anything at all?”

-Drago smiled amused to see her obvious reaction, but more than a game he felt like do it. Be close, touch , feel, taste and do whatever any man does with a lover. More than just a lover, he wanted her for more. Proud is gonna be soon when he proclame her as a wife. Just for him, without share not even a strand of hair.

He leaned back against the back of the chair, without break the contact with her skin and with a soft smile he answered . -“yes! any question. I need to pass the first date test. So, any question it seems fair.” Drago winked, showing his fangs across his smile.