[Chuuya stops himself right before he plucks the booze-soaked cherry off of his next shot. This is remiscent of their first meeting in several ways, and Chuuya has an idea of how he’d like this night to end.]
And what is it you want?
[He knows damn well what Mephisto wants, but that doesn’t stop him from picking the cherry up and licking a bit of booze off the bright red fruit.]
no subject
[Chuuya stops himself right before he plucks the booze-soaked cherry off of his next shot. This is remiscent of their first meeting in several ways, and Chuuya has an idea of how he’d like this night to end.]
And what is it you want?
[He knows damn well what Mephisto wants, but that doesn’t stop him from picking the cherry up and licking a bit of booze off the bright red fruit.]