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Gambler blinked and then smiled, leaning into his hand. "I never said that Warden. I was just asking if the meanie monster has been put out of business? And I'm not planning anything, other than keeping you happy." She which was true but that was just general. Specifically she was planning to get him down and dirty. In every sense of the phrase.

Monty rolled his eyes and glowered at the elf, feeling it easier to open up slightly more with him. "Elves. I will never understand the pointy eared, cousin of the fae." He drawled with a slight dramatic look.

Monty raised a brow. "Truth be told, I'm the only one aside from my closest brothers love the fire but I rule it so I love it the most. Yes, demons are hard to understand, especially when they like the company of a elf who's tongue is being killed by a fruit, a strawberry no less and is a maschoist who enjoys the pain it gives him." There was a slightl uplift of his mouth when he said that.

Gambler nodded feeling really relaxed as she closed her eyes and leaned into the massage. "Okay. That's good. I wouldn't want the meanie monster to be overworked or anything. So, does this mean that Rave the awesome elf is coming out to play?" she teased and kissed his lips, nibbling on his lips.

Monty raised a brow. "A elf who's a masochist? I'll never understand elves." He said and rested his chin on his hand, looking at Kalore.

Gambler was about to say something but she just couldn't when her mind turned to mush and absentmindedly, literally it was absent, she massaged his shoulders, leaning more into the massages he was giving her.

Monty twitched and growled dangerously, making a slight move at Kalore but held himself in check. Like Kalore but with grapes, you didn't mess with this man and his grapes. You just didn't. "Don't. Touch. My. Grapes." He warned.

Perhaps it wasn't fair but Gambler wanted Rave all to herself, even if nothing eventful happens that requires this, she just wanted this time with him and only him, meaning no authors until they decided but then again, anything can happen between these two.

Monty growled, his body shifting to jump him animalistically if need be to get his point made. "Don't encourage me Kalore. I could do many things to do." He growled, his mind turning into tunnel vision on his grape, so no one knew what he might do. Which was pretty risky yet for curious people it would be interesting to know what those things are.

A rumbling growl came from his throat at the sight of the grape. He slightly stood up, half way about to jump Kalore. "Damn your curiousity and give me the grape Kalore." He said, trying to be civil and out reached his hand to have it placed there. Though, why did he feel that Kalore wasn't going to give it to him and continue to tease him with the fruit?

Oh yeah, he knew Kalore enough and this time, Monty gave him a severe look that belied something crazy that he was about to do and never in his life was he going to shy away from this. Only because this was Kalore and Kalore was someone he could consider special to be getting him to do this. Leaning forward, the demon was a hair breath away from Kalore's lips and with cleverness, curled his tongue in his mouth and around the grape, pulling the fruit into his mouth and munched on it. "Mine." He growled.

Monty thought that if he backed out of this now, that he was going to be feeling highly stupid for it so, since he was not the type to back down from anything, he responded with a soft growl. "Keep doing that Kalore and I might have to find a way for you to better use that tongue." He said not moving from where he was.