[ belial almost teases him for blatantly staring at him, but ultimately decides to give him a break just this once—there will plenty of opportunities for that later, so he lets him enjoy the view for a couple of moments before grabbing the bottom of the hoodie and begins to ease it up over his head and arms. ]
Oh, don't you worry about that, little sparrow. [ he reassures, his tone of voice exaggeratedly sweet like honey laced with arsenic. once the hoodie comes off entirely, he throws it over the back of the chair by the desk and takes a step back so he can get a proper look at the way sandalphon's turtleneck is hugging his torso. he darts the tip of his tongue out, licking his lips in appreciation. ]
I already like what I'm seeing. [ if today was his birthday, it'd be his best one yet. sandalphon might be a little thin, but so was lucilius and belial definitely appreciates that body type; besides, while his torso might be objectively average he more than makes up for it with his other assets. those legs and that wonderfully cute tush are simply to die for. speaking of—he circles around sandalphon and lifts the fabric hanging around his waist so he can get a look.
he whistles at the sight, completely unashamed, and reaches around his waist to remove the belt and the fabric. ]
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Oh, don't you worry about that, little sparrow. [ he reassures, his tone of voice exaggeratedly sweet like honey laced with arsenic. once the hoodie comes off entirely, he throws it over the back of the chair by the desk and takes a step back so he can get a proper look at the way sandalphon's turtleneck is hugging his torso. he darts the tip of his tongue out, licking his lips in appreciation. ]
I already like what I'm seeing. [ if today was his birthday, it'd be his best one yet. sandalphon might be a little thin, but so was lucilius and belial definitely appreciates that body type; besides, while his torso might be objectively average he more than makes up for it with his other assets. those legs and that wonderfully cute tush are simply to die for. speaking of—he circles around sandalphon and lifts the fabric hanging around his waist so he can get a look.
he whistles at the sight, completely unashamed, and reaches around his waist to remove the belt and the fabric. ]