superhell pcs: date

[teufelshund]

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[teufelshund]

To be fair, it's about 98% ramune and candy. There's just a hint of a residual spicy kick, and it makes the ramune flavor that much more refreshing!

[psynchronise]

[ he just points at him over his drink. ]

And you are still not selling it to me.

[teufelshund]

You wouldn't be able to taste it anyway! I'm just saying, that's how acute my sense of taste is.

[psynchronise]

[ demon tonguey. ]

Yeah, yeah. [ he pats his shoulder. ] Very impressive of you. Mine just tastes like good alcohol, y’know? I’d be kinda worried if it tasted like curry or bonito.

[teufelshund]

Not the type to try things in limited edition novelty flavors, hm?

[psynchronise]

If they're good that's one thing.

[ ... ]






Then again, mine tastes like curry so who the hell am I to judge? [ confession time. ]

[teufelshund]

[ nice. he smiles at that. ]

And I respect you more for it.

[psynchronise]

Thanks, I’m very respectful.

[ no he isn’t. at least he sounds like he’s making a joke. ]

[teufelshund]

Are you?

[ is that even the word he meant to use? it's kind of cute, mephisto thinks, sipping his ramen ramune hell juice. ]

I must have just imagined that little spill you took when you came in here.

[psynchronise]

[ opens mouth.

closes mouth.

puts a hand on mephisto’s face and pushes. ]

It was a very elegant slide, actually. Judges everywhere gave it ten out of ten.

[teufelshund]

Ah.

[ puts a hand on date's face and


just leaves it there, affectionately cupping his cheek. ]

My mistake.

[psynchronise]

[ ah.

he doesn’t lean away from it? he leans a bit more into it, with a slightly challenging look at his face. ]

And? What would you give my smooth moves out of ten?

[teufelshund]

Eight for the entertainment value. You'll have to give me a little more to go on if you want those last two points.

[psynchronise]

Picky. What's the catch, I have to stick the landing? Strike a pose on the way down?

[teufelshund]

Hm~

[ a little hum to himself as he runs his thumb along date's jawline, help ]

Why don't you show me what other moves you've got? Call it extra credit.

[psynchronise]

[ becks and eric just closing our eyes and shaking hands in rp pure cringe. ]

For two whole points? It'd have to be something good... [ a sigh that's just a bit too dramatic. ]

[ help ]

[teufelshund]

[ 100% ]

It would! You don't think you're up for that challenge?

[ and now brushing a finger against his lower lip as he leans in closer..... ]

You seemed pretty confident a moment ago.

[psynchronise]

[ cursed. ]

Now you're just taunting me.

[ honestly, 10/10. imply he's not got all the confidence and obviously what's going to happen is-- ]

I'll show you confident--

[ challenge accepted. he is leaning in the rest of the way. ]

[teufelshund]

[ welp.

at the moment, mephisto finds this adorable enough to be worth two points, regardless of how smooth date's moves actually are, and he drops any pretense of being a passive judge as he kisses him back.

and because this is hell, date will now be forever cursed with the knowledge that this otaku clown and his weird demon tongue really know what they're doing. ]

[psynchronise]

[ this has those vibes of doing anything to win the game of gay chicken so-- woohoo! two points for him!

but now he does have to live with the knowledge of both the weird demon tongue and the fact he knows what to do with it. the monkey's paw curls. ]

[teufelshund]

[ rip.

when that's over— ]

Congratulations on your two points. Don't spend them all in one place.

[psynchronise]

[ terrible. ]

...

[ he bumps his knee against mephisto's. ] That was not incentive to a nail perfect ten out of ten in the future.

[teufelshund]

[ puts his hand on that knee and moves it ever so slightly upward...... ]

Isn't it best to leave a little room for growth anyway?

[ kill me ]

—Oh, speaking of perfect tens, though...

[ his free hand pulls his phone out of his coat pocket and he starts going through his photos... give him a minute. ]

[psynchronise]

[ we chose this. ]

— hm?

[ the hand sliding up his leg seems perfectly normal, thanks alcohol. but the sudden appearance of a phone gets his attention. ]

Oh, that your reward from home? [ he makes a motion with one hand — a short wave ] The guessing right at trial thing?

[ what secrets does it have…….. ]

[teufelshund]

It is!

[ and... he'll show him a few candid photos of a very sexy red-haired woman, one of which shows her standing next to him along with some other people in similar black uniforms. ]

Nice, right?

[ no i was not kidding about sharing boob pics being their love language ]