works and days
Unlike Mephistopheles Rain couldn’t reach the bottom of the pool without his head slipping under the surface of the water, he instead kicked and wheeled his legs beneath the crystal surface, attempting to avoid splashing his companion as much as possible in an effort to keep from embarrassing himself.
He opened his mouth to answer his first question immediately, then shut it and looked away bashfully at the male’s comment about his eyes. “Oh well…” He muttered. “I know a few poisons I guess…” He said modestly, suddenly flustered by the male’s piercing eyes. To anyone else he would have gladly listed the poisons he kept and the effects he had observed, but the larger male’s comment had caught him off guard.
He was never quite sure about his own feelings on sex. He was positive he liked girls but there was a charm to Mephistopheles that he couldn’t deny. He had never considered being intimate with another male, it was something his father had never explicitly forbade but had never spoken about at all. His father had explained that males and females joined to make puppies but had gone no further into sex for pleasure or companionship. |