Dire Wolf Devil
𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓔𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓻.
After staring into her lovers eyes for a moment, she simply asked; ".... wanna make out?"
Blinking, Akumu grinned slightly as he'd lean down a bit closer. "Sure."
"Patience gentlemen, we strike at the perfect timing. Once the clothes are off we will send the weapons in." Masaru squatted way into the corner of the room and melted down the wall in the small corner with his decaying flames.
Dei-Loki would nod, watching Masaru's actions as he'd both smirk and tuck his hands into his pockets. "Okie."