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 Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2017 6:59 pm
Quote: rp that was between l Duckeh l and I
Making his way to the counter, Thomas grabbed the trainee by the waist and pushed them gently to the side. "I got this junior, go help 'em stack the dishes, there's a good girl," he ordered, charm oozing from every word. The new employee blinked at him a few times, before rushing off gratefully. With a light chuckle, Tom turned towards the line that was already forming in front of the counter. It was going to be a long shift
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2017 7:02 pm
It'd been a long, arduous day at school. Classes had felt far more prolonged than normal, and his usual very attentive attention span was a little... lacking. The studious chimera he was, Terra had been rather distracted lately due to current events within the small circle--very small--of friends he'd managed to gain. Easy to say, his mind was distracted a lot of the time now a days, focus waning lest it be related to his hobbies.
But he continued on his usual, perfectly planned everyday routines. After classes he'd do his work outs, a few days containing amateur sporting events. Tonight, basketball had been on the menu, giving the lithe, but fit, Terra a really good work out, and a break for his brain. Afterwards... he didn't feel like going back to his dorm... so a trip off campus sounded far more desirable.
Managing to catch a public carriage into the bustling nearby business dotted territory, it had already started raining. Shoot... he'd just taken a shower though... it couldn't be helped. Zipping his hoodie up, and raising the hood to cover his head, he followed along the sidewalk and a quickened pace, naturally drawn to the sight of a cafe. Those were cozy, and relaxing... just what he could go for!
Slipping inside, he instantly bumped into someone accidentally, freezing and stammering out a soft apology. Wow it was crowded... pulling his hood down, he waited in line with the others, pocketing his hands, head keeping dipped down. Fingers smoothed the phone in his pocket idly out of habit, mind wandering again to the developing drama in his small group of friends. At least the line was moving steadily. It'd be his turn soon enough!
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2017 7:08 pm
After only a few minutes of serving counter Thomas was bored - and there were few things the hallowed hated more than boredom. Cats, maybe. With a sigh he handed the current customer their change, hesitating only slightly to make a disgusted face at their outfit. "Pick up a fashion magazine some time, honey," he suggested with a smirk. Floral with paisley? What was the world coming to? "There's latest editions on the rack over there!" he called after the embarrassed nightmare as they went to wait for their coffee.
Bored as he was, Thomas' head snapped up instantly when he heard even the slightest noise of commotion. Alas, it was merely the slightest of collisions, nothing terribly amusing. Shaking his head dully, he got back to it. He yawned once or twice, showing off the sharp fangs hiding behind the stitching that covered his mouth. He noted with amusement that some customers seemed slightly put-off by his appearance, and he always made sure to give them an extra special wink... with his lower set of eyes.
Finally, he came to serve a particularly distraught-looking chimera. Wasn't that the one who'd bumped into someone? Not all that surprising considering the customer's rather distracted look. He nodded smartly to him, moving forward to lean on the counter. "And what can I get you, love? Someone looking as down as you... need something off-menu?" he cooed with a sly grin. This one could be fun.
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2017 7:12 pm
Maybe he should check his groups chat.... just make sure everything was ok? No... no, no.. things had exploded so much already. It seemed the best to tuck his head and keep a low profile while the drama ensued. He already had a tough time with all things social related, dealing with conflict and tension wasn't in his arsenal of skills.
Letting his hands slip from his pockets, red claws thrumming against the sides of his thighs instead, his fluffy ears twitched as he noticed he was next up! Oh... wait he had to decide on what he even WANTED. He hadn't thought about that.... maybe the usual? But... maybe in a large. When he was met with the employee manning the station, he bashfully made ever so brief eye contact, before slipping his gaze to the menu hovering above.
Oh but he was being addressed right away! Blinking back down to meet the servers charismatic expression, his lips pressed softly, and his cheeks began to prickle with heat from the playful suggestion. Dipping his gaze down, he fiddled with the zipper of his hoodie, tail curling around his legs. Well this was new.. no one had ever spoken to him like this. The guy surely didn't mean... what he thought he meant... right????
Quite flustered, he shyly, ever so quietly murmured, "D-d-..do you have... a-any... recommendations...?
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2017 7:15 pm
Thomas watched the chimera like one watches prey, his eyes following his flustered movements. A charming grin seemed permanently affixed to his face as the boy glanced from him, to the menu, to him, to his own hoodie. Tom's grin grew as he noticed the blush beginning, so he used the muscles in his tail to help him lean closer still. "Darlin', I have plenty of recommendations... especially for a sweet thing like you," he said softly, his rattle-tail flicking from side to side behind him. Tom couldn't deny that he loved playing with cute customers, especially ones that flinched under his four-eyed stare; six-eyed if his hips weren't behind a counter. Still, he was a professional, and glancing upwards he noticed the restless line behind the chimera.
"My recommendation for you right now would be to keep yourself dry and out of the rain," he said genuinely, leaning back. "Perhaps... enjoy a latte with a dash of rose syrup?" He pointed out a bottle on the counter full of thick, red-pink liquid. The naga gently wiped his finger around the rim of the bottle, licking off the small amount of sticky residue as he glanced back to the customer. "They say rose oil has a range of uses... antidepressant, good for the skin... aphrodisiac. I ordered it in special," he added in a purr. The four eyes focused on the chimera, not flinching from him for a second, his grin reduced to a suave smile. "What do you say, handsome?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2017 7:16 pm
Oh goodness... this was way different from any interaction he'd ever had! His flustered disposition only continued to grow with the pointed attention, making even his wings curl around him like a little veil to hide himself. Tanned cheeks were flourishing with red, accenting his crimson hair, and soft hazel eyes. What was he supposed to say? How was he supposed to act??? he never was one good at having attention on him... and this was a whole different kind of level!
Hardly able to even get his thoughts straight with the oozing charisma, Terra kept his eyes safely downcast, one hand meekly raising to place to one of his hot cheeks... trying to will it to relax. The gentleman was just doing his job... trying to be nice.... yes. That was it. Convincing himself a minute amount, he managed to peek back up to the confident hallowed, as the suggested beverage was stated. Latte with rose syrup... that did sound good. But something about the way this other man spoke.... made Terra's skin goosebump all over, and made him want to shiver from the trance those honey tinted words created.
A-aphrodisiac...? a new wave of warmth washed over him. But before he could speak as his lips parted, a rather loud and obnoxious sigh emitted behind him, a clearly irritated and impatient woman complaining very vocally to the chimera.
'Will you hurry up and order already! Can you NOT see this LINE? Any day now!' instantly Terra tensed up, and stammered a soft apology to her, quickly looking back to Thomas, "T-that sounds nice, yes please..." h-handsome..? h-him...? he had such a hard time keeping any sort of eye contact with the sheer amount of charm that was practically shining like a sun from the naga!
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2017 7:21 pm
As he watched the chimera grow more and more flustered, Thomas had to admit he didn't think he'd enjoy this shift so much; he couldn't think of the last time a customer was this much fun. 'I didn't think they made 'em this cute anymore.' He thought with a smirk. It was almost like poetry, Tom's piercing rose gaze into the customer's warm hazel glance. Maybe that image was where he'd thought of the idea of the drink? Nah, he wasn't so poetic. Still, the naga's eyes were always searching for the evasive ones in front of him - that's where power laid, in eye contact. Tom hadn't really paid close attention to a chimera before, but he enjoyed how expressive they could be. The tail between the legs, the wings in front of the eyes... it was setting off all kind of signals.
Thomas' grin reappeared when it seemed the chimera was about to agree with his suggestion, but it froze solid when the woman behind him spoke. It was like the temperature dropped instantly on his face; still smiling, but it was empty. "Sure kid, you got it," he murmured, not bothering to ask his name - he'd remember his face and, well, everything else. "Wait over there for a sec while I deal with this... customer..." he added, almost hissing out the words. Of course, this effect wasn't difficult when you had stitching along your mouth.
As the woman approached the counter, Thomas cut her off before she could speak. "Sorry ma'am, we don't serve manners here... you'll have to try a different establishment. Could I suggest, say, primary school?" he said cheerily, although his stare could cut through steel. Not letting her respond, he waved her away dismissively, turning to the chimera once more. "Go have a seat, love, your coffee will be out shortly. I'll see to it personally," he added with a wink. Motioning to the barista to get his attention, he nodded towards Terra and cocked an eyebrow, a signal he'd seen before. Rolling his eyes the barista returned to his work; it was almost frustrating that only Thomas could get away with shooing off customers and blowing off work to flirt.
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2017 7:26 pm
Was his heart always beating his fast? And loud? He'd just finished an intense basketball game but... surely he'd calmed his heart rather by then. But his stomach was also dancing like skyfish ! Honestly not many people paid him much mind. Wallflowers weren't exactly appealing to his fellow uni peers. And he didn't exactly get out much, so dutiful to his studies and treasured hobbies that he oh so loved. The guy was just being nice... that was all. Salesmen had to have charms when it came to their profession, it only made sense.
Right, yes. Nodding to himself to solidify this thought process and theory, he managed to brave another peek to the naga, abiding by his command and shuffling over to the side. The woman seemed oh so very pleased with herself to have shooed off the little chimera, more than ready to begin setting her order. Oh but when she was so sharply cut off, and put in her place for her behavior, she gave a dramatic gasp in shock, eyes wide with disbelief with how she was treated. Unable to even get a word in edgewise the line naturally progressed and she was given the round about, forcing her from those who were properly waiting their turn. She gave quite a few choice words to shout in her rage, before storming off... into the pouring rain outside.
Nervously watching the whole episode unfold before him, Terra fiddled with the stripes along the sides of his leggings, avoiding his phone that he usually would toy with to distract himself. With the instruction to follow from the naga, he gave a little nod. Find a seat...
It was so packed though.... he walked around aimlessly, looking for any seat. Just as he was sure there wasn't a single one left, he was lucky enough to see someone getting up to take their leave! Perking up, he waited a beat before walking over to the free seat. It was tucked away towards a back wall, a little protected by some of the wall structure.
Settling in it, he peeled off his hoodie, since it was still damp. Letting it hang on the back of the chair, he gently guided his long hair to rest back on his shoulder. Though he just had his crop tank, it was nice and cozy warm in the cafe. Plus he ran a little warm anyway... his eyes kept locked mostly on his table, but would slide to his hoodie that contained his phone.
Maybe... just one peek, to check on his notifications and stuff. That was harmless surely. Digging into the hoodie pocket he pulled out the smooth, flat rectangle, red dyed claws clicking lightly as his finger pads danced on the sleek screen. The drama was relentless... every one of his chat apps had numerous notifications. Sighing softly, shoulders dropping, he set his phone back down. Relations were so hard... who would have thought?
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2017 7:28 pm
Thomas had achieved a point in his life where nothing existed if it didn't matter to him, so the woman's rantings went entirely unnoticed by him. What he did observe, however, was the chimera as he left. Even as he walked away, Tom was staring intently at his back, eyes following him all the way to his seat. "One day you're gonna get your slimy a** handed to you like the rest of us would, Tommy," the barista muttered with a sigh. Tom just grinned at his friend, giving him a playful hug from behind. "How'd ya know my a** was so slimy, hon? Been lookin' a lil too much?" With the barista scoffing behind him, Tom caught a passing employee by her waist and spun her gently towards the counter, while smoothly taking a plate from her hand. "Take over for me, will ya love? Cheers." It didn't take long for people in the cafe to learn to just go along with Tom - he never backed down. With a sigh the employee nodded and started serving the now-impatient customers. "Glad I don't have to deal with that," Tom mumbled with a grin, immediately grabbing the rose latte from the barista's hand once he was done. "Tell you what, next time you find a cute lil dish to eat, I'll cover for you. Sound good?" He asked mockingly as he slithered away.
Making his way to Terra's table, Thomas carefully placed his drink in front of him. He leaned down to look the chimera in the eyes, an intrigued smile on his lips. "And who's sending you nasty messages, darling? I've never seen someone look so down after I harass a rude customer for them," he said with a chuckle, placing the plate he'd grabbed from the waitress onto the table. "A little something extra, on the house," he said, turning the plate so that the heart-shaped cake was facing the distraught boy. Leaning back suddenly, Tom placed a hand on his chin and one on his hip. "Actually, you could pay me with something. A name, perhaps?" He leaned in once more, using the muscles in his tail to practically drip towards the chimera. As ever, his eyes always tracked Terra's face, waiting to lock glances whenever he faced him. This time, however, he also had the two large eyes on his tail joining the intent stare. Thomas has been told his... 'advantages' from the time of his birth make people feel like a deer caught in the headlights. Unsurprisingly, few compliments pleased him more, intended or not.
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2017 7:30 pm
So lost in his stupor of all the silliness going on between his, well... perhaps is former friends, Terra didn't even hear the naga slither over to his little seat and table! Instantly perking up when he saw those opposing double set of eyes squaring with his, that flare of heat returned along his skin. Quickly tucking his gaze back down, mostly embarrassed for being caught moping, he oh so softly, and oh so timidly murmured, "I-I'm sorry.." the naga had been so courteous in fending off that unruly woman earlier. "Thank you... so much for that." He added on, peeking to the towering man, before feeling that need to hide again. Those eyes were so pretty, but also intimidating.
It was awe inspiring, really, how this naga just was presenting the epitome of confidence! The sweet aroma of his latte drew in his attention, hands lifting to gently pull the steaming drink closer to him, softly inhaling its perfume further. "It-its just... my friends..." he slowly murmured. It wasn't in his nature to divulge on his problems, or even discuss them really. No, bottling them up seemed the right thing to do. Lifting the drink, he delicately exhaled over the top of it, aiding in cooling it before attempting a first sip. Wow~ so creamy! It made a tiny ghost of a smile grace his lips from its warming effects, and sweet texture.
His attention was shifted to the little cake was set before him too, eyes widening with surprise. Naturally, he looked back up to Thomas again, the act of kindness truly something rare for the young chimera. "Th-thank you..." it was so cute... a little heart shape. "You're... too kind." There was his heart again, thumping away with the itchy heat taking over his cheeks. It almost made him want to squirm in place from all this aimed attention at him. Why.. was he being so nice to him? Perhaps because of the angry woman earlier? Good customer service and all that again. Yes that made sense.
Placing the latte down, he carefully carved a small bite out of the cake to sample it, popping the portion into his mouth. So yummy...! His tail curled with delight from the sweet dessert, his cheeks even bunching a little with that brief, vague smile wanting to peek out again.
Blinking back up with the promoted question, his wings twitched and he tensed. Oh gosh, he probably should have said that earlier, "o-oh I'm Terra." He quickly answered, almost looking panicked to the hallowed, before getting embarrassed by his own reaction. Ah... the naga was so close....
Cutting another tiny bite, a shy offer was made, "w-.. would you.... like... some...?" Terra quietly uttered, scooting the cake a little closer towards the other man in gesture. He was being so nice and friendly.... How could he not offer some of the free cake in return?
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2017 7:32 pm
Thomas couldn't keep the grin off his face even if he wanted to. Everything about the chimera was setting him off; the shy movements, the timid voice, the stolen glances. It was all he could do to not eat him up there and then. His eyes followed the drink to the chimera's lips, the soft blow to cool it down causing his tail to twitch. "Friend drama?" he chuckled lightly, "I find a night of solid drinking solves most problems, honey." Honestly, Tom hadn't had drama since... well, did he ever? Things just seemed to float into place around him, and if he didn't then they weren't of his concern. Drama is what happened to people who thought too much without doing enough, in his opinion. But this thought was derailed when he saw the smile play on the boy's lips - that genuine smile you see in a customer taking their first sip of a perfect drink. Tom looked at that smile like a crocodile watches a gazelle nearing the water.
Thomas shut his eyes for a moment after Terra took a tiny bite of the cake. He even ate demurely! It was too much for the naga, who slithered to the other side of the table to sit across from him. Elbows propped up on the table, Tom cradled his chin in his hands, his penetrating gaze back in full force. "Terra?" He repeated with a smile, tilting his head slightly. "Call me Tom," he oozed, his normal attitude creeping back in from the temporary shock of the chimera's demeanour. When he offered him some cake, Tom was so taken aback he almost laughed. Was this guy for real? How could anyone be so darn adorable and innocently shy? With a grin, his tail pushed himself forward so he was leaning halfway across the table. "Oh, I certainly want a taste," he murmured, his eyes only briefly darting slightly downwards. With a grin, he opened his mouth - it opened almost disturbingly wide despite the stitching - the tip of his tongue sticking out. This is what he meant by offering some cake, right? It wasn't as though Thomas was going to take the fork out of the man's hand, how rude!
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2017 7:34 pm
Drinking.... he hadn't done a lot of drinking in his days, honestly. Not having too many friends, and definitely not enough that would invite him to a party, the chimera only managed to drink on rare social occasion. A beer here or there. Though admiringly he preferred the sweet and fruity sorts. Beer was so bitter.... maybe the naga had the right idea though. But... it was so irresponsible to over drink! Though... most of his 'friends' always did complain about how much of a buzz kill he was with his straight laced nature. That he should loosen up. His wings drooped a little at the thought of them. "Does it...?" He hesitantly asked. The way the other mans voice was coated with such assurance made it very easy to believe.
Taking another bite of the cake as he began to mull over the suggestion, his hands shifted back to his mug for another sip, longer this time. So delicious~ it helped soothe and relax him too, warming his very core as it hit his stomach. Hearing the hallowed moving about, the returned introduction, and feeling the pressure applied to the table, Terra only naturally looked up.... which was of course a mistake.
Those eyes held so much.... overwhelming and unyielding power that didn't slacken or yield.... to the point that he could almost physically feel the severe hold and influence they held. And then Tom began leaning forward... Terra's breath catching in his throat at the distance closing between them... that silky voice dripping, the very clear posture that demanded a specific returned action.
Wait he.... he surely couldn't be expecting Terra to actually feed him... himself... right? But with the stitched mouth spreading open right before him, Terra's entire face lit up like a drop of blood into a pool of water. Quickly he looked around, certain people must be seeing them, and judging. The panic tickled his chest, heart thrumming loudly in his ears. Lips pressing and mouth wriggling into a squiggled, uneasy shape... he hesitantly
Moves again. Cutting another small bite, he held it above the plate for a spell, trying to garner his courage to move further. His eyes rose up, only managing to meet that gaping mouth, hand trembling a little with how nervous he was with the situation. Wouldn't Tom get in trouble...? Was this appropriate? Slowly, his fork and cake equipped hand lifted, drawing the piece of dessert towards the blockading stitching. His free hand lifted as well, finger tips ever so gingerly placing upon Toms jaw to stabilize it. With precise and careful maneuvering, the cake was guided between the stitches, taking all the necessary precautions and steadiness to avoid even brushing the threads. He felt so embarrassed..... surely people would laugh at him, or find the display out of line. Retracting his hands, he instantly focused on his latte, sipping at it consistently to try and calm his nerves.
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2017 7:35 pm
Thomas was surprised at how melancholy Terra was when drinking was mentioned. The naga had assumed he was a student by his shy demeanour and clothes. On top of that, he was an attractive and fit guy - Tom had of course looked him up and down one or two times. Honestly this was the sort of guy Tom would have tried to get drunk weekly back when he was in college, so he was a little shocked by the nightmare's timid response. Still, it was never too late to get people onto the club scene. It probably wasn't surprising that was his favourite place to be, especially the clubs he went to; dark, dirty and absolutely designed to hunt prey. Plus, all the extra weight in his tail meant Tom could hold his drink better than anyone he knew. He had to suppress a chuckle when he considered how much of a lightweight Terra must be.
Tom's eyes followed the chimera's hand, following it from the cake to his lips. His tail was almost constantly twitching from side to side now, the rattle shaking quietly - surely this guy knew what he was doing to him. Then, finally, he looked up. The two were only a head's width apart, their intent gaze locked. Of course when he'd opened his mouth, he'd shut the upper pair of eyes; never the bottom pair, they were almost always open. For a moment the naga was worried that Terra would nervously back out of the exchange. It was rare Tom worried about anything, and the moment was only fleeting as the chimera raised the fork to his mouth. It was cute how careful he was being, although Tom couldn't help but enjoy how much it prolonged the interaction. Finally the naga's mouth closed down on the dessert and his eyes opened to stare at Terra's once more, but the shy nightmare was already back to staring at his drink.
Thomas let out a small moan of approval. "Delicious," he purred after he'd finished his tiny bite. "How generous of you to offer me some of your heart," he teased, manoeuvring himself back once more so that he was actually sitting again, rather than propelling himself with his tail. Throughout the encounter he'd never even considered people would watch them - after all, no one else mattered right now but what his eyes tracked. Of course, the barista would probably give him flack later, but Tom never thought about later; he was always focused on now. He sat in silence for a moment, just enjoying looking at Terra. Finally he let out a small sigh and got out of the chair. "I could watch you enjoy these sweets all day, my dear, but I'm afraid I do technically work here," he sighed, slithering around the table to stand beside Terra once more. "But I feel so bad leaving such a handsome face looking worried about his friends! Tell you what..." Reaching into his shirt pocket, Tom produced a pencil and small scrap of paper, placing it on the table. "Why don't you give me your number and I'll try to make it better." He leaned down again, always trying to be on eye-level with the chimera. "I couldn't help but notice you were attracted to this dark corner," he rumbled, his voice quiet but deep, "Well, I know all the best dark corners in town, sweetheart."
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2017 7:36 pm
From a medical students background like his own, Terra knew how sensitive stitches could be. In truth he was actually curious about them.. but oh no he wouldn't dare ask! The vocalized approval sent a little chill through the chimera, vibrating to his tail tip. Everything this man did was.... inducing. It made it near impossible for Terra to NOT react in some way...
Getting his latte down to half the mug, a little foam clinging to his lip, he licked it off carefully, trying to not focus so much on the sensation of the multiple eyes trained on him. They were so intense... practically boring into him... the flirt laced words made his next bite of cake stop short. Watch him all day...? Wh-why? He was only eating... nothing special about that!
Feeling the warm presence of the hallowed now beside him, his hazel eyes lifted up to the parchment that was supplied, carefully taking it as it was placed before him. His number...? Tom wanted to see him again..? A sense of excitement and nerves intermingled surged through him. Maybe... a new friend? One who had him feeling uneasy as if he were on an unsteady boat, but... someone who seemed interested in his company. He didn't get that offer ... and with his current friends probably disbanding... it was probably time he started finding new acquaintances.
And so he scribbled his number down, with a tiny "ok" murmured in turn. Dark corners...? Well, that did mean out of the eyes of others... he wasn't good at handling attention, as seen with the heavy dose of flirting he was earning from the handsome naga. As he was turning the paper and pen over, the faintest lift of his lips gave way, ghosting what was probably the starts of a smile, "thank... you.... for being so kind..." he shyly tacked on, hands fiddling anxiously in his lap.
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2017 7:37 pm
Thomas was surprised at himself, finding such a vested interest in someone so quickly, but at this point it was impossible for him to take no for an answer. When Terra licked the foam off his lip, Tom almost mimicked the action. He certainly was... delicious. Tom's stare remained on him, even as he quickly wrote the number; honestly, it never occurred to him that the chimera might say no. As soon as he was done writing, Tom practically snatched the parchment away and tucked it into his shirt, almost as if he didn't want to give the boy a chance to take it back. Straightening up, Tom placed a gentle hand on Terra's shoulder, a playful smile dancing across his lips. "Good boy," he said softly. Tom couldn't help but chuckle when he was thanked for being 'kind'. Is that what this was? "Of course, pet. You're even sweeter than that cake, how could I treat you any other way?" He asked innocently, giving the Terra one last intense stare, a hungry smile on his face. Finally he managed to tear himself away and slither back towards the kitchen. "Try to stay out of trouble, love," he called over his shoulder.
Once he made his way around the counter, Thomas leaned against the bar and let out sigh. "That was... very lucrative," he commented to the barista. He just shook his head and continued making coffee, although the line had grown shorter as the rain let up. "I'd say 'get back to work' but you'll probably just find a new toy to harass. Did you see how uncomfortable you made him, Tommy?" He scolded. Tom chuckled and headed towards the kitchen. "No... he's the only one I'm gonna bother with for a while, I think," he decided with a grin. "Besides, it never hurts to take someone out of their comfort zone, eh? He had me shakin' a bit too, you know?" The barista looked up at the naga's retreating back with a frown. "You? Bothered? Ha... now I've seen everything," he mumbled.
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