#((and although he can't quite enthuse about her to those around him that won't at all stop him from being giddy anyways!))

[theheadlessgroom]

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When Emily awoke, it was June who first greeted her with a big plate of fish, knowing she would no doubt be hungry when she rose from the waters: As pleased as she was to know their guest was getting her strength back (to say nothing of her surprise to learn that Emily could be out of the water, even if it might only be for a short amount of time), she also didn’t want her overexerting herself, and hoped this midnight walk didn’t exacerbate her injuries.

“Randall is out at the moment,” she explained, as she passed Emily the plate before taking a seat on the stool beside the tub, clasping her hands together as she continued, “He said something about going to the farmer’s market and picking up some flowers to brighten this place up a little more...something about roses?”

She and Wilhelm did not miss the spring in their son’s step when he got up that morning: Although he was disappointed to see that Emily was still asleep when he awoke, it didn’t completely dampen his spirits as he went about his morning routine, dishing himself up some coffee and breakfast with a smile, a smile that didn’t fade as he ate and gazed out the kitchen window, even humming cheerfully as he washed up afterwards. The Pace parents knew he loved and savored his weekends whenever he got them, but they had never seen him so cheery on his time off...

“What do you think?” June had asked her husband, moving to refill her coffee mug as their son headed upstairs to get dressed before he headed into town. At this question, Wilhelm had simply smiled back, saying with a chuckle, “I think our boy’s in love. And judging by his mood today...I think it’s safe to say the feeling is mutual.”

[anemia-rp]

"Well I think the biggest difference between them is that clowns are waaaaaaaay scarier looking than jesters. Really? Mine is Aries and everyone thinks that we're aggressive and arrogant, and I think that's not true about me. Okay so I might be a little spicy, but I'm small, I have to be!" Reno shook her head, she just couldn't imagine him being scary! She was sure he must have had a little bit of a scary side to him like most people, but she really couldn't see him walking around being a mean or scary to people for no reason. That's probably what she liked most about him, his sweet and fun personality.

"Of course I won't be! You're super cute and sweet and fun!" She smiled brightly "You really think so? Maybe I could dress up as her some time, but maybe not in those little shorts. I don't think I could pull them off with my little stick legs." She laughed and looked down at her legs "Yeah? I will make you look so cute! Well extra cute! And is that your new name for me? Because I like it!" She shook her head with a sheepish smile. "I wouldn't do that, needles make me uncomfy. I know it doesn't make sense since I have piercings and tattoos, but that's Reno logic for you!" Well maybe it made a little sense, since she never looked when she got her tattoos or piercings "Well now you make me want to dress up like a kitty cat! I wanna be spoiled and cuddled." She said with a cute smile. "I won't tell him you called him a pet." She gave a playful wink and held her finger up to her lips. "Maybe that might possibly be the kind I mean." she could feel her cheeks turning pink as she admitted it. "I have two... A pink and white one and a plain white one."

She could feel her cheeks heating up again when he brought her hand between his legs, honestly feeling a bit of an ego boost when she felt how turn on he was. "All because of me?" she peaked at him with her cheeks even brighter than before but, that didn't stop her from touching him. After all she wanted him to feel good too since he had been spoiling her.

"Aggressive 'n' arrogant? Ah no way!", he instantly blurted out and laughed. "Nah, can't see either how that should be ya. Anyway, Scorpios are supposed to be secretive, 'n' could be that's true…although nooo one would think that 'bout me." He winked. In fact he could babble for hours but not quite reveal much about himself. So people would barely notice that it was the case.

"I'm just like a candy, eh?", he wondered and stuck out his split tongue. Yes, he was a jester, aiming to make others laugh and happy. Not liking it to talk about sad and negative things, almost never. Always looking on the bright side of life. But this didn't mean he only had positive thoughts and a positive life since his birth. "Oooor we're reversin' the roles 'n' I dress up as Harley 'n' you as a Joker! How would that be, huh?" His creative ideas were endless most of the time, that's why several bands appreciated his input. "Ya can call me whatever ya like!", he encouraged her before he gazed at her for some while as if he needed time to figure her out. "Reeeeally? But guess there's a difference between all the different kinds of needles, eh?" He smiled then. "But listen!" Shifting closer to her he whispered into her ear. "I'm gonna spoil ya 'n' cuddle ya even if ya not dressed up as a kitty." He giggled afterwards. "Goood. Naw, ya gotta show meeee cuz Imma the kewtest!" His excitement was never faked, it was easy to enthuse him.

"Uhu." He swallowed thickly. "Cuz ya so kewt for me. 'n' have such nice boobies." A shudder went through him and he moaned, looking into her eyes meanwhile, and his own eyes went darker, too, in his growing arousal. "Ya hand's…damn nice…."