Xhiero felt his face grow hotter each kiss. He did his best not to flinch. The third kiss was enough to finally break him. He looked at her embarrassed. Xhiero managed to recollect himself.
"Good luck trying to get into hell on your own." He rubbed his chin with one hand. "You don't need to have a word with him.
The reaper sighed and gave in. " Yes, I can grow one. Why are you interested iln beards?
"At this rate we both will be fluent in body language. " Val said as he laid next to Susan. His eyes staring at the sky that peeped through the leaves. He turned to look at Susan and ran a hand down the side of her face.
"I might have to agree with the coat coming back. I don't think I can control myself when I see you in a skirt." He rolled onto his side and gave her a big hug
Azazel grins, victorious. "I am merely curious how you would look with one."
Her smile fades slightly and she tilts her head as she looks at Xhiero. "Though, since we are on the topic, is there anything you would like me to do?"
"Oh, is that the problem?" Susan laughs as she looks down at the outfit in question.
"You do seem to have wrinkled the outfit you spent so much time picking out, and mussed up my hair. Was that your plan all along? Dress me up and ...? Per-vert."
Susan teases saying the last word in a singsong voice.
"....perhaps, I will have to wear skirts occasionally....."
"I guess I can grow a beard out for a few days." he rubbed his jaw with his hand.
Xhiero shook his head.
"No. You are perfect the way you are." He smiled. "Although, it would be fun to watch you use my scythe during a duel."
"I think the problem is me trying to unbutton that coat of your's." Val sat up and began to tidy up Susan's hair and clothes.
"Why are you calling me a pervert. I could can you one too for that time you snap a picture of me naked. AND that cave...stuff." He pretended to act angry before relaxing.
"I guess that is why we both are together. Two perverts. Perfect match!"
"No...Anyone can use it. I am overprotective of it because it is enchanted to reap souls. I can get another one made..and transfer the enchantment over." Xhiero patted Azazel on the head. "Calm down. Don't start reaping every living thing you see. I only kill those who are evil....or pisses me off."
"Susan!" Val gasp and blushed angrily when she groped him. "Why do you keep grabbing my chest! Usually it is the guys who do that."
He huddle his arms over his chest and covers them with his hand. Val glared at Susan as she stood up. He pouted and rose from the ground. His hands launched out grabbed her chest. His face redden from embarrassment before pulling his hands away.
"I am going to wash my face! It is getting hot." He said and walked off to find a stream to cool off.
"Of course not everything." Azazel smirks. "As you say, only the ones that piss me off."
"But I would be honored to use it in a duel. We shall have to do that when we return and get our armor back on." She starts pulling food out of their picnic basket and hands some out to Xhiero. "Hungry?"
Xhiero nodded Azazel as he picked up a baked potato and quietly ate it.
"You seem rather interested in my weapon. Why is that?"
"I should grab your chest more often so it is more like me." He pushed some branches out of the way. His ears listening to the sound of water. There was a small stream nearby. Val hopped over some rocks and knelt down over the water. He scooped up some water and splashed his face.
"It is a beautiful weapon." Azazel shrugs. "I suppose it is more curiosity than anything. It is not often I happen across a reaper. Let alone one that would let me try his weapon."
Last edited by Azazel Morgenstern on Mon Jun 01, 2015 12:37 am; edited 1 time in total
"The enchantment is unique to your kind tho----" She is cut off as Xhiero covers her lips in egg. She narrows her gaze at him and licks her lips before quickly snatching his hand and licking the remaining filling from his finger.
As if she did nothing out of the ordinary, Azazel picks up her cup of chocolate milk and sips at it, looking at him over the edge of her glass.
Val felt a sudden force push him from behind as he fell forward. His face landing into a rock protruding from the water in front of him. Val's vision went blank as he laid there for a couple seconds.
Caught off guard by Azazel sudden action, he froze and stared at her. His face turning red as he looked away. Xhiero pulled his hand away from her and wiped it on a handkerchief.
He glared back at her when he noticed her watching him from behind her cup.
Susan appears to be a mixture of relieved and crestfallen. Pulling a handkerchief from her pocket she gently presses it against his forehead to stop the bleeding.
"Apparently, I'm the idiot who caused you to become injured. This is what happens when I foolishly attempt to be playful." She spits the last word out venemously as she studies him with concern.
"I'm not the best with first aid, unless you count burns. Do you feel terribly injured. Clearly, you have forgotten who I am...again... do you remember who you are?"
Patting his leg with a smug grin, Azazel takes pity on Xhiero and turns her gaze toward the lake. "Do not worry. I will be nice and try not to do it too often."