[It's a really odd sound to hear from the other, and it almost catches him off guard.
Enough to keep him from defending the others' assault quite perfectly. He lets out a noise, sort of like a squawk, attempting to wrestle the other away from his face.]
[BARKS AT HIM, maintaining a rather comical arch over the man as he tries to pull his own face away but keep his arm extended out and tug-tug-tug on that flabby cheek]
[good thing i secretly like sweets and am actually just super tsun/self-loathing about it]
[SEATS HIS FULL WEIGHT right on gaius's stomach, instead of reaching for the hand on his face, his other digging into the opposite cheek, spreading those two fleshy pockets as wiiiiiide as they can go]
[The full weight of demon general samurai on your stomach isn't exactly something he was prepared for. Or wanted. Or even wanted to deal with. He can feel the air push out of his lungs with a low wheeze, his eyes crossing as his arms drop from the others' face to his arms.
Agh.]
Megrhhlllrrgh. [Gurgles. He's probably drooling now, too, you asshole. QuiT.]
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Enough to keep him from defending the others' assault quite perfectly. He lets out a noise, sort of like a squawk, attempting to wrestle the other away from his face.]
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[but the way in which he misses is to a hook a thumb right into Gaius's gums and pull it wiiiiiide open]
[sn... SNRK]
I DO NOT HAVE A PROPER ICON FOR THIS NONSENSE
Before reaching up to give the Samurai the same treatment. C'mmere.]
I BARELY HAD ENOUGH SMIRKING ICONS
[BARKS AT HIM, maintaining a rather comical arch over the man as he tries to pull his own face away but keep his arm extended out and tug-tug-tug on that flabby cheek]
[oh hell, there it goes]
i love that face lmfao
Ngo, ngh-- l'ggo!
that scene is sO GOOD
You leggo! I was 'ere firs'!
the perfect amount of sour sulk-face
Yah start'd it--! So'm gonn'a end't!
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[WHY THIS, FML]
[good thing i secretly like sweets and am actually just super tsun/self-loathing about it]
[SEATS HIS FULL WEIGHT right on gaius's stomach, instead of reaching for the hand on his face, his other digging into the opposite cheek, spreading those two fleshy pockets as wiiiiiide as they can go]
Mercy, say mercy!
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Agh.]
Megrhhlllrrgh. [Gurgles. He's probably drooling now, too, you asshole. QuiT.]