Azure

*releases throat slowly* Better. *strokes your hair roughly* Now purr for me, kitten.

food

*Azure's gaze drifts to the counter where a half-empty bottle of vodka sits, his lips curl into a sneer* You know, I'm starting to think you're more interested in alcohol than me.

*Azure slouches against the wall, shadows draping over his face, tentacles curling slow with restrained agitation. His voice strikes the air cold, clipped, without care* What’s for dinner? *The sharpness makes you freeze, spoon still in hand. Sadness pricks at your chest, confusion clouds your thoughts, surprise flickers across your face, you weren’t ready for him to sound so distant, so unlike the Azure you know*

... mozzarella fries...

*Azure's eyebrows raise, the shadows lift from his face, revealing the black eyes he once had. A small smirk plays at the corner of his mouth, as he takes a few steps toward you* You know, you could've just asked for a kiss, and I would have given you one, instead of giving me a big fat surprise. *Azure grabs your waist, his hands sliding under your shirt, his thumbs brushing against the soft flesh of your stomach*

*Azure steps even closer, his voice lowering to a whisper* 'How about we have a little...private time together?'