10-28-2013, 06:45 PM
He whipped out a paw-like hand and caught the returned pill. Then Silas leaned in close, voice dripping painfully slow. "The difference between you and me kid, is you think these fuckers care about money." These fucking pills were expensive? He barred an amused showing of teeth that might have passed for a smile on another man. Gold eyes flecked with mirth.
"This" he gestured around them, "is the real world kid. We're so far from the street this might as well be fucking Mars." He pocketed the pill, then turned up a shrug. "But thanks."
Then every pore on the kid's white-ass little body stank of carnality. A twist of the neck showed him why. Spectra could leave any man salivating. The woman was a goddess, and Silas retreated a step to offer her the space she deserved. And open up some fresh air between himself and skinny britches before the guy squirt all over the place.
An angle of shadow fell across the bridge of his face, and upon Spectra's compliment, Silas leered a carnivorous smile. The sudden shade of darkness revealed twin yellow lamps glowing like a dog caught in the brush. Color forgotten, contacts didn't glow.
"How very nice of you to say, Ms. Lin." He replied with perfect formality. He stretched out to take the hand she used to hold onto Yuri, and placed the back to the press of his lips. The soft bristles of his beard touched gently. "Perhaps I could trouble you for an autograph." His gaze flicked challenge to Yuri's. Let the games begin.
"This" he gestured around them, "is the real world kid. We're so far from the street this might as well be fucking Mars." He pocketed the pill, then turned up a shrug. "But thanks."
Then every pore on the kid's white-ass little body stank of carnality. A twist of the neck showed him why. Spectra could leave any man salivating. The woman was a goddess, and Silas retreated a step to offer her the space she deserved. And open up some fresh air between himself and skinny britches before the guy squirt all over the place.
An angle of shadow fell across the bridge of his face, and upon Spectra's compliment, Silas leered a carnivorous smile. The sudden shade of darkness revealed twin yellow lamps glowing like a dog caught in the brush. Color forgotten, contacts didn't glow.
"How very nice of you to say, Ms. Lin." He replied with perfect formality. He stretched out to take the hand she used to hold onto Yuri, and placed the back to the press of his lips. The soft bristles of his beard touched gently. "Perhaps I could trouble you for an autograph." His gaze flicked challenge to Yuri's. Let the games begin.