#( Stephen: - uses French as a distraction & snags a kiss as a win-win kind of thing- )

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dragcnsden said:"Sooooo... Does this thing have any games on it?" Duckula asks, poking at the (stolen) eyepatch he's wearing. More than likely going to break it if he keeps messing with its settings. "Oh! I almost forgot to tell you... I changed your ringtone for when I call you, Dangie-moos~" Cue an unfairly cute smile as he clicks a button on his phone, the vamp's 'Theme Song' blasting from the patch. "So you know it's me!" (Dimitrie often stealing Stephen's patch? ...Yep XD Also, that's DM's nickname. :3 )

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     Stephen watches, just a little flabbergasted at the sight of his boyfriend merely poking at his eye patch. He's currently wearing a makeshift single eye blindfold in place of it for the time being. "Ah, c ─ careful with that, Dimitrie ! I don't have a back up ... at least, not yet." Mentally, he makes a note to see Professor Squawkencluck to see if he could order two or three eye patches as a back up; just in case. Not that he doesn't trust the other male, it's more or less the fact of him getting stuck in yet another boring lecture of 'I told you so' by the professor herself. 

"Huh ? " Hand pauses in mid-air while reaching for it as the vamp duck continues to speak. Warmth steadily begins to cross his cheeks at the sound of the nickname given to him. "Dangie-moos ?? " God damn it, if that warmth probably wasn't already a deeper color. His cheeks felt like they were on fire by now. 

                            Thanks, Dimitrie. 

The ringtone doesn't even seem to bother Stephen, given proof as his feet begin moving without him knowing. Palms of his hands are placed on either side of Dimitrie's shoulders once he's near enough; sunset hues never leaving those gorgeous scarlet hues. "Mon dieu tu es si adorable. Comment osez-vous me faire ça?" He doesn't even realize he's speaking another language, hues half-lidded & praise coming out in a near breathless whisper. Just as long as he has Dimitrie's gaze focused on HIM. 

Head leans forward, lids fluttering shut the minute their lips connect together for a soft kiss. Hand slides around his shoulder, fingers carding through those soft locks, aiming to deepen the initiated kiss. Meanwhile, his other hand is slowly inching towards the hopefully forgotten eye patch. Once he's sure he's got a hold of that thieving hand, skillful digits closing around his eye patch. Just to make sure he's got Dimitrie's full attention, tongue pokes out, teasingly swiping across their beak as he finally snatches his eye patch back. 

"Game set, match, mon amour~ " He pulls back with a playful wink, yet he makes no move to actually replace his makeshift patch. Forehead rests against Dimitrie's, lips occasionally landing another kiss against beak in a lazy manner.

            "You're lucky I love you too much to make a bigger fuss about this."