Day 57, Late morning

[humanhitman]

Alford was going to have to figure out how to make this place better. It didn't seem like he was going to get home any time soon, so he was just going to have to make the best of it here. How... He was still working on that. Maybe if he headed into town he could find some more humans who would be a lot more tolerable. His only goal right now was

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[sardonic_beauty]

Gunter made his bath rather swift, but he surely was in the need for more physical contact. While the memories of his old lover were a little sad, the memories of their more intimate times were what flooded his mind. And he wanted some more.

He hadn't bothered to button his shirt (a few buttons were ripped off anyway) and he was meandering around, looking for someone else to satisfy his hunger. As he passed by one of the sitting rooms, he saw a body he'd not seen for a few days and a grin crossed his face. It would be a definite challenge, but he was more than ready for that today. Especially with how the morning with Gwendal went. He came up behind Alford and placed his hands gently on the other's shoulders. "It's been a while, Alford. Have you been well?"

[sardonic_beauty]

Gunter heard Alford's mutters clear as day, and couldn't resist toying with him some more. "Perhaps you wouldn't notice that aspect if you also smelled like one?" He knew how Alford didn't like to be touched, but he really couldn't help dragging a finger down the center of his back as he kept pace.

[humanhitman]

The fact that he liked the feel of the touch only made him more upset and he whirled around to slap the man's hand away. "Stop it!"

[sardonic_beauty]

He looked down at his hand then back up at Alford, a sly smile across his face. "Are you sure you want me to?" He let the back of his fingers lightly grace Alford's cheek.

[humanhitman]

"Yes," he growled, slapping at Gunter's hand again. And that step he had taken forwards was for intimidation. No other reasons.

[sardonic_beauty]

"Really?" His eyes narrowed, but his smile never wavered. He touched his face again, looking straight into his delightfully beautiful eyes, not caring that he'd probably be slapped away again. "You do have nice eyes. Though I'm sure you know that."

[humanhitman]

"I'm well aware." He was a bit more forceful with the slap away this tine.

[sardonic_beauty]

"Then you're aware that it is a useful tool in getting others to cater to your whims." He took a half step towards him.

[humanhitman]

He held his ground and glared. "I don't have any whims you could help with."

[sardonic_beauty]

Gunter stared straight into the brightly colored irises. "I've abilities that can probably assist you on things that you didn't even know you needed help with." And dubious alliances as well.

[humanhitman]

His eyes narrowed as he stared back. "I doubt it."

He probably knew everything the man thought he could help with, but he was still curious about his abilities.

[sardonic_beauty]

"Then while we eat, why don't you tell me a little about the things you don't think I can help with." He grabbed Alford's hand and pulled him towards the dining room.

[humanhitman]

"Stop that," he brought his free hand around to knock away Gunter's. "I'm following. There's no reason to touch so much."

[sardonic_beauty]

"I didn't realize I needed a reason, and most would be honored that I'd grace them with my touch." Some also paid good money too. "I hope there's something delicious to complement the wonderful scent in the castle today." He was suddenly feeling like eating strawberries.

[humanhitman]

"I'm not most. Most are probably lowly half-life demons and scrawny half-breeds." It was getting harder to curb his anger than usual, and things he usually would've held back about kept slipping out.

[sardonic_beauty]

"Of course you aren't, you're much more appealing than them. But there have been plenty of demons and humans of all status levels that desire what I'm offering you." They reached the dining area and opened the door for Alford, still being polite.