boys will be boys
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Sankor hadn't thought that the male would take his teasing seriously. How often had he joked and teased his way out of(or into) a strange situation, he really couldn't tell but it must have been well into the hundreds. When the delay in thinking, and awareness finally kicked in Sankor realized that Ril'o seemed to be having a bit of a problem. A soft chuckle rose from Sankor's throat as he rolled on, obviously not knowing when to keep his mouth shut. "My friend.. it seems you have a slight problem." He snickered into his bowl as he returned once more for another lap at the wine, his glazed over eyes dancing as he watched his male companion handling his issue at hand.

Laying back down on his side Sankor just sighed and took a deep breath. While it was obvious that Ril'o had it bad for his snappy cold sibling he hadn't even thought of the woman who seemed to mesmerize him in a long time. Sankor grinned as he was finally reminded of her. His mind slowly plotting through the thoughts he never took notice of Ril'o's slow moving to sit beside him until it was too late and that drunken voice was whining those words in his ear.

Sankor had little time to react when the words hit home, he grinned and turned his face towards Ril'o slowly thinking up some silly line to cast back at the male when all of a sudden he realized that his laid back friend had stepped a little to far into his personal space, "Ril'o.. what are you.." he wasn't even able to finish the question when to Sankor's embarrassment he felt his own blood stirring beneath the firm control that Ril'o had on him. "doing..." he said softly. He tried to swift his weight away from the male and only realized that the small waves of pleasure seemed to increase.

His ears pinned back lightly against his head the golden eyed boy that was so big on shooting off his mouth had suddenly found himself eating his own words. The havy world the alcohol had placed him in made him almost daring enough to find out just where this would lead him.. and yet he was still frightened as well. A small whine escaped his throat as those golden orbs cast upon Ril'o's form, hesitant on what to do nest.


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