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"Do you want the truth?" He took a deep breath trying to calm himself, his eyes still on the ceiling. "Or a carefully crafted lie?" What he would give for it to be anything else at the moment. Jack knew this was one of the more awkward and embarrassing situations he had been in save Hel trying to suffocate him with her bounteous bosom.

"Then, yes. By all means its a gun." He retorted, never once removing his gaze from the ceiling. He didn't dare look at Riyo it would only make this worse. "I carry it around with me most days because its the manly thing to do." Titus was actually surprised at his ability to speak so calmly though his face was flushing quickly.

"I think the safety might be off so just be..careful so it doesn't accidentally go off." Titus closed his eyes. Had he really just said that?

Titus could feel a shift in her posture but the fact that she wasn't moving off his lap was frustrating and a tad alarming. It took him a moment to muster up the courage but he finally glanced down only to find Riyo with a handkerchief over her fact that was slowly turning red.

"Jack damnit!" He was usually the one to suffer from this issue, what the hell was he supposed to do?

Bringing his hands up he hesitated to grab a hold of her. No where really seemed appropriate but it looked like she was about to pass out. Finally his arm settled behind her back, a hand on her shoulder to keep her steady but at a distance. Now to just figure a way to move her to the couch and off his lap comfortably.

This was the day that Titus learned the downfall of leather pants.

Titus had been hoping that Riyo would be able to right herself and move on her own but nope he wasn't so lucky. Instead he ended up with the full weight of the ghoul in his arms and stuck on the couch in an uncomfortable position.

"s**t."

He tried to scoot forward so that he could maybe slide Riyo off his lap onto the couch but that proved to only ride his pants up in the most horrible of ways. Calm steady breaths. Calm steady breaths.

He looked down at Riyo, trying to formulate a plan in his head but once again his eyes were drawn to her outfit. Even in this situation his brain and hormones were making the worse combo of decisions. The frilly lace dress that was a little too low in the front and a little too high on the legs. The bells, the stockings and oh jack...the garter belt. NOPE!

Unable to take it anymore Titus just stood up straight depositing the feline unceremoniously on the floor. So much for being a gentlemen. He had at least thought about it Riyo. Its the thought that counts right?

"Jack damnit." The nightmare demon did his best to adjust his pants to a more comfortable position now that he could but it just wasn't happening. He gave Riyo a sideways glance and decided to lean down, despite how it hurt, and scoop her up and deposit her somewhat awkwardly on the couch. With that done he headed for the door in a hasty hobble.

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