Forest
Forest looked sheepish as the stranger both complemented her and dressed her down for her use of bad language. She rubbed the back of her neck and then she heard the words, "Your husband though speaks like a true gentleman."
"Ah, well, he's not my husband. We're on a date and those . . . criminals tried to sort of force their 'affection' on us," Forest stammered as she looked away with a little bit of a wince.
Part of it was odd; no one had ever associated her with a spouse before. Another part was that part of her that was still Bronach from so long ago that wanted a husband and a family. Not necessarily Gadreel, because she didn't know him very well yet - Even though I wouldn't kick him out of the bed for eating crackers . . . . - but just that part of her that wanted love, acceptance, and someone to come home to.
"So, sorry for the adult rated language, but thank you for your help. Most people would have just kept walking," Forest said as she gathered herself with a smile and held out her hand, "I promise to keep a proper tongue in public."
Gabriel
Gabriel didn't stop.
He couldn't stop. Not after Emily had wanted him to make her forget, at least for a little while. She wanted to be exhausted and overwhelmed, but her cries of bliss were being tinted with pain so he slowed is thrusts.
The Shadow still enjoyed her clamping around him, but he wanted to give her a chance to recover before pushing her over the edge again and again before he finally joined her.
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Darcy Hugh
After the glasses clashed, Darcy proceeded to down his shot in one go and let out a relieved sigh.
"Pwaaaaaah, that's the stuff. Thanks pal, I owe you one." He twirled his empty glass a while before putting it aside.
Suddenly, his face lit up, he closed his eyes and smiled before opening them again.
"Say, you wouldn't be a vampire by any chance? Because your looks sure are killer." He asked bluntly, but still with the same friendly half joking tone before winking.