Ruffles fingers through his hair and coos “My lil demon.”

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this was what happened when ky got too close to someone. he got not just comfortable, but he became relaxed. it was always the calm before the storm; before he got out of control and ruined everything. sometimes, it was his family that showed up to ruin his chances at real peace, and happiness. other times? well, that was himself. he always ruined everything that he touched – it wasn’t just a matter of time either. it was the who, the how, and most importantly? the why.

of course, those thoughts faded the moment she said those three words. oh, he had melted – not literally of course, but mentally. she could have asked him to take over the world and he would have with-out even thinking twice. more than that though, much more – all she had to do was say the right words and he’d be like a puppy following her every command.

“mmm,” he finally managed to get out, “— that i am.”

“You know. I was half expecting the world to have been destroyed when i left you in charge.” Blackheart smirked, a sinister look but the tone hinted he was teasing. “Miss me?” (Have this while i figure out a actual starter and icons haha)

 “An’ here I thought you were off having a grand ol’ time with out me,” he said, hands slipping into pockets of his leather jacket.  If his father wanted to tease? Well, two could play that game.“You know, if I destroyed the world, “ he paused as he glanced up to the sky for a few moments, “I doubt my reward was to see you again.”
          “So, no – not really.”

Rides past slowly on his bike, flicking him with his hand turned into ghost rider’s. He’s making complete eye contact too.

this was the last thing he needed today. all he was doing ( in his mind ) was keeping to himself, minding his own business, and of course, staying out of trouble. of course, he was now – not about ten minutes ago, but that was quite honestly besides the point? so what if he ended up hanging out in a bar and ended up slaughtering it – he was doing good, wasn’t he? he thought as much.
      “oh, fuck,” he said sending a glare in the riders direction as he was flicked. this wasn’t good – not at all. 

She’s a bit uneasy, of course, fully knowing what he’s capable of. But, she’s attempting her best to think brighter, find optimism in his wickedness. “Fine. We can go out.” Babs consents. “But I think you should really seal the deal.”

of course she’d want him to seal their little deal. doing that, would ensure that ky actually kept his side of it, and he would. well, from a certain point of view, but that was semantics.

“fine,” he said, moving closer to place his lips on her own. not something he would usually do, but…if it meant gaining her trust? so be it.

She’s dead serious, and it shows as she waits for his response. He goes dark, his eyes seem black and cold. She holds her breath but not because she’s scared. She’s — captivated. His grin is almost too much, it causes her to smile in turn. But then she takes a few steps forward, once again attempting to meet his gaze. “Well I was going to take you out but maybe we should stay in?”

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“Or,” he said, moving his right hand under her chin, “You can take me out an’ i’ll have a bit of fun.” Though, ‘fun’ to him usually meant some kind of violence. Usually the sort that was fatal for anyone involved. “I promise I won’t kill anyone… just for you.” He said it as truth, but even Ky knew deep down that it could quickly become a lie. Especially with his moods. “I promise.”

She leans in, meeting his tall gaze. Amused expression withers into something somewhat of a pensive state. She opens her lips to speak, thinks on it, then closes her lips before taking a step back. “Do you eat?”

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Ky thought the question would have been something important. Like, if she wanted him to do something, or about what he liked to wear. At least those questions he would have gave an honest response to, but for this? Oh, he was going to have a slight amount of fun. 

He leaned forward, licked his lips, and then spoke in a low tone; completely serious. “I could eat you.” As for what that meant… it was completely up for debate.

However, around ten to twenty seconds later, he couldn’t help the shit-eating grin that formed across his face as he was just about to burst out laughing. Though, he managed to contain himself. For the moment at least.

She raises her brows, partially amused but tries to keep her smile hidden before clearing her throat. With a bat of her long lashes she informs him “I didn’t even ask it.”

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of course she didn’t, but he was trying to be nice. well, as best as he could possibly be at the moment. so what if he put on a little amusement of his own? at least he wasn’t harming anyone ( for the moment at least ). “what do you want then?”