The sunset flower. [He whispers it, paying no mind to the hand Oren claims.] Cleome Lungua.
[Smiling, he presses a kiss against Oren's cheek and grabs the alcohol.] You spoil me.
[He pushes the alcohol into Oren's hands and pulls his hand away, making for the bathroom.] Get the drinks ready. I'm going to pirate your bath. I'm vile.
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Date: 2015-05-19 07:41 am (UTC)[Smiling, he presses a kiss against Oren's cheek and grabs the alcohol.] You spoil me.
[He pushes the alcohol into Oren's hands and pulls his hand away, making for the bathroom.] Get the drinks ready. I'm going to pirate your bath. I'm vile.