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[Honestly, Wriothesley watches Satan take a slurp of the tea in a little bit of horror. He tries not to show it but now matter how much he tries to steady his face he can't hide the widening of his eyes and slight part of his lips.

When it's his turn to try he takes his own cup of gokden liquid and looks it over, the cup almost shaking in his hand. He truly can't believe he's about to do this. Maybe he's possessed by some strange being or something. He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes to not think about it as he takes a quick sip and swallows.

The taste is...normal. Shockingly normal. It just tastes like plain tea and that's all. If anything the underwear is too thick a strainer and its almost too watery tasting of a tea with a very very mild flavor. He's confused and goes in for another sip and just really doesn't get why devils enjoy such a bland version of tea. Still he doesn't want to say its bland after Satan just shared something precious with him he was so proud of. It's drinkable which is a huge plus considering how scared he was to try it originally.]

It's pleasant. I wasn't expecting that. I think I'd add sugar to it though. I like a sweeter blend.

[It's an honest answer, he hopes it makes his date happy.]

...Not as good as Sitri's. But he usually brews it longer or something, lets it get real strong. Has better blends from Hell, too, but this's drinkable. Right? Not the end of the world?

'Scuse me. [He puts the cup down, pleased enough that Wriothesley's humouring him and not totally revolted; gotta take the undies off, after all, to avoid scalding his dicknballs. Once he's shimmied out of them, Satan's just going to get dressed again and pick his cup back up.

Ah well. Probably about time he stopped handwashing the heavens out of his Hellvin Klein knickers and got a new pair. He'll tuck them into one pocket for later. Freeballing ain't so bad on a no-fuck first date.] Sweeter's fine though. I like sweeter too, but this was just the tester batch. I'll stick to Sitri's tea, maybe yours if you win me over, huh?

No its not the end of the world. It's drinkable.

[He has to admit it is. Wriothesley watches as Satan just half ass naked wrings out his undies and with a quick look over he turns to give him some privacy but does approve very much of the quick once over he gave. The man not only has a nice cock but a nice ass as well. He promised no fucking but he can't help the bit of stirring of his own cock at the sight he was just given. The man is beautiful.

With a clearing of his throat and trying to distract his thoughts and will the erection threatening to start, he instead focuses on the ice wall still standing.]

IF I win you over? I haven't won you over yet? [He teases a little, looking over his shoulder as he pays more attention to the ice than the man putting his clothes back on. Once the pants are secure he finally throws a punch firmly at the center of the wall of ice and the whole thing shatters and crumbles as if it was never there blocking them from view in the first place.]

There, now the shards will be easier to melt on their own. Should we continue on a little walk?

[He offers his arm, knowing their date is coming to close but wanting just a little more time with this man.]

It's only the first date, remember? We gotta really get along before you'll even think of fuckin' me.

[He scoops up the supplies, cups tea water and all, and jams them back in the bag they came in, before slipping up beside Wriothesley and slinging an arm around his shoulders.]

...Let's stroll.

And for the record, you're on a pretty good streak. Drank my tea, sat and talked to me, didn't act like my bare ass was gross...All bonus points, in my book. Might even kiss you when I drop you off.

Well I already happen to think we are also getting along well.

[He leans in when Satan wraps an arm around his shoulder. It's a little awkward with the height difference but he doesn't mind. If this is what he prefers then he will walk like this with him.]

I'm not sure who'd think your bare ass was gross. Apologies for taking a longer look than I should have. I fear I couldn't help myself. You're very handsome. It's easy to talk with you.

You'd be surprised by what humans think when you drop trou in front of 'em, kahahaha!

[This is definitely his speed; Satan visibly perks up even more when that big, hairy arm settles around his shoulders, leaning in to bump their hips together as they stroll along.]

But if you didn't look, I'd start thinking my ass was ugly, so-- look all you want, is what I'm saying. We already knew we were both handsome, though; important part is the getting along bit. And you're real easy to talk to, too. Shit, I'd kiss you even if you didn't drink my tea.

If you let me, of course.

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Re: wtf is a grundie???

GRUNDIE UNDIESSSS it's aussie rhyming slang >:B

Re: thats kinda adorable I love it. Does all the slang rhyme?

not all of it, and most of it's older so i prob dont even know most of it tbf...

Re: well still even if some does I think thats super cute.

what about 'telling porky pies' for lies. is that australian slang. or is that old news.