[ popping it? what fucked up fetish from hell is this? one eyebrow arches up high, before keith turns to follow shiro's line of sight and... ]
Oh. [ brow creased with the slightest of frowns, keith turns back to face shiro. ] It wasn't actually.
[ hmph. well if shiro doesn't want his eggplant de-creamed, guess there's still an eclair in his hand waiting to be eaten. all teasing aside, the lil pastry is actually pretty tasty. ]
Guess I'll just finish this one off then.
[ albeit a pinch less lasciviously this time. he takes a normal nibble off the end of it, looking contemplative. ]
dont like this. :/
Oh. [ brow creased with the slightest of frowns, keith turns back to face shiro. ] It wasn't actually.
[ hmph. well if shiro doesn't want his eggplant de-creamed, guess there's still an eclair in his hand waiting to be eaten. all teasing aside, the lil pastry is actually pretty tasty. ]
Guess I'll just finish this one off then.
[ albeit a pinch less lasciviously this time. he takes a normal nibble off the end of it, looking contemplative. ]