God, the bite burned and stung, the blood was warm and quickly stained the collar of his turtleneck, and yet he could feel the goosebumps rising across his arms and chest. A charge wobbled and swayed between his antennae.
"I-it's a work in progress! I'm not shaped like something that can run like hell, you know...!" Could he risk it? Could he just offer the smallest nuzzle back...?
"Er, wait, is- ...is this a yes? Hahaha- I'm a little lost, Al-"
A little nuzzle back, how cute! Alastor chuckled and started humming a tune, stepping back to take one of Vincent's hands and give him a twirl, pulling him into a dance again. Even after drinking a barrel's worth of whiskey and dancing from sunset till nearly dawn again, Alastor couldn't resist pulling this silly picture box back in.
Naturally, a gentle piano tinked away through Alastor's speakers as he danced, somehow managing not to fall on his ass despite his deep sway.
♪♫ "Unforgettable... that's what you are~ Unforgettable... though near or far!" ♫♪
It's not an answer... it's just Nat Cole. But in this moment, under the harsh red moonlight, still bloodspattered - it felt right. This was the perfect moment for it.
♪♫ "Like a song of love that clings to me, how the thought of you does things to me. Never before has someone been more~" ♫♪
He felt like he was sailing as he was pulled in again, and his heart leaped into his throat. Al sang Nat King Cole, and Vox felt those butterflies. He was... he was so confused, but he was dancing now, and the song was so wonderful...!
♫♪ Unforgettable ♪♫ ♫♪ In every way... ♪♫
Low and soft, powered by the burn of liquor in the belly. Could he... could they... touch a little more? Foreheads. Foreheads should be okay...
♫♪ And forevermore ♪♫ ♫♪ That's how you'll stay... ♪♫
If only he hadn't slipped and said what he'd said now, rather than plan things out. He had the money... a little. He could buy a nice ring. Nice-ish. Maybe get something far nicer if he just worked a bit harder, sold a few things he owned...
♫♪ "That's why, darling, it's incredible That someone so unforgettable Thinks that I am unforgettable, too..." ♪♫
Alastor chuckled at the light snap of static and the way his hair frizzed up. It always made him laugh. Being this close, head swimming and vision filled from end to end with a bath of soft blue and red light, a break from the dreary reds of Pride...
Still drunk, Alastor nearly stumbled before catching himself by throwing his arms around Vincent's shoulders, closing his eyes and humming along as the instrumental played without missing a beat. It seems he was caught. Drawn in, like a moth to a lamp.
♫♪ "Unforgettable... In every way. And forevermore, That's how you'll stay..." ♪♫
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"I-it's a work in progress! I'm not shaped like something that can run like hell, you know...!" Could he risk it? Could he just offer the smallest nuzzle back...?
"Er, wait, is- ...is this a yes? Hahaha- I'm a little lost, Al-"
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Naturally, a gentle piano tinked away through Alastor's speakers as he danced, somehow managing not to fall on his ass despite his deep sway.
♪♫ "Unforgettable... that's what you are~
Unforgettable... though near or far!" ♫♪
It's not an answer... it's just Nat Cole. But in this moment, under the harsh red moonlight, still bloodspattered - it felt right. This was the perfect moment for it.
♪♫ "Like a song of love that clings to me,
how the thought of you does things to me.
Never before has someone been more~" ♫♪
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♫♪ Unforgettable ♪♫
♫♪ In every way... ♪♫
Low and soft, powered by the burn of liquor in the belly. Could he... could they... touch a little more? Foreheads. Foreheads should be okay...
♫♪ And forevermore ♪♫
♫♪ That's how you'll stay... ♪♫
If only he hadn't slipped and said what he'd said now, rather than plan things out. He had the money... a little. He could buy a nice ring. Nice-ish. Maybe get something far nicer if he just worked a bit harder, sold a few things he owned...
He deserved it. He deserved everything.
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That someone so unforgettable
Thinks that I am unforgettable, too..." ♪♫
Alastor chuckled at the light snap of static and the way his hair frizzed up. It always made him laugh. Being this close, head swimming and vision filled from end to end with a bath of soft blue and red light, a break from the dreary reds of Pride...
Still drunk, Alastor nearly stumbled before catching himself by throwing his arms around Vincent's shoulders, closing his eyes and humming along as the instrumental played without missing a beat. It seems he was caught. Drawn in, like a moth to a lamp.
♫♪ "Unforgettable...
In every way.
And forevermore,
That's how you'll stay..." ♪♫