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[ his tail is somewhat of an erogenous zone depending on how and where you touch it, though this is probably not much of a secret to angel anymore, all things considered. even so, it's a move that's entirely unfair. blitzø twitches a little, a mild shiver shooting down his back and making his spines bristle slightly, but he doesn't stop angel or try to flick his tail away.

he seems a little bit prideful at angel's words, the compliments landing right where they need to. blitzø believes he's good at exactly two things - fucking and killing - and for someone whose whole career is based around sex to give him a little credit, well. it's definitely a little bit of an ego boost. blitzø can't help confident smirk that pulls at the corner of his mouth, but his expression is quick to shift, eyes widening a little when angel feigns getting up.

lightning-quick, blitzø's tail lashes and catches angel's teasing hand, tangling around his wrist to keep him from going anywhere, one hand extended in a way that's meant to be placating while the other remains braced against the back of the couch where he's still perched so he doesn't fall. ]

Okay, hold on, [ he laughs, the spade of his tail gently pushing between two of angel's fingers almost kind of subconsciously. ] Fuck around now. Pizza. Murder after.

[ he raises his brows a little, like he's waiting for feedback, but then he continues on, crawling a little bit closer to angel on his hands and knees over the back of the couch. he keeps his tail coiled around angel's arm. ]

Appetizer. Dinner. Dessert. Can't beat that.