[ Caelus wouldn't even be all that embarrassed if Aventurine did attempt to blackmail him with pictures. What's there to be embarrassed about? He just wants to be Aventurine's little meowmeow!
Case in point: Caelus, the little kitten, lets himself be guided towards the bench. He sits down when Aventurine coaxes him into it, but the moment they're both seated, he leans his head toward the blond's shoulder, trying to nuzzle into his neck. Being drunk makes him really cuddly, apparently, and the critical thing luring him closer right now is — ]
You smell sooooo nice...
[ He doesn't even try to hide the deep breath he takes as he settles his head on Aventurine's shoulder and breathes deeply of his fine fragrance. So shameless! ]
Can I go home with you?
[ A soft, pleading voice. Big, golden, simpering eyes. Truly, he's a kitten through and through. At least he's not a difficult kind of drunk to handle... ]
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Case in point: Caelus, the little kitten, lets himself be guided towards the bench. He sits down when Aventurine coaxes him into it, but the moment they're both seated, he leans his head toward the blond's shoulder, trying to nuzzle into his neck. Being drunk makes him really cuddly, apparently, and the critical thing luring him closer right now is — ]
You smell sooooo nice...
[ He doesn't even try to hide the deep breath he takes as he settles his head on Aventurine's shoulder and breathes deeply of his fine fragrance. So shameless! ]
Can I go home with you?
[ A soft, pleading voice. Big, golden, simpering eyes. Truly, he's a kitten through and through. At least he's not a difficult kind of drunk to handle... ]