Fairy Tail RP

He rolls his eyes. "You're a liar! You're fine with blood." He looks down a the knife. "Gimme your hand and I'll do it. You don't have to look."

Washington holds his breath to stop any intake of the sweet scent. Salem's smells so delicious. Why?

Salem reaches out and grabs Washington's hand. He pulls it forward while smearing blood along his wrist and slices Washington's hand.

"Okay?" Melody blinks "is he after just you?"

"I'm not sure." Atticus says, looking up at her. // Washington shuts his eyes, the pain helps distract him. He thinks to himself that'll it'll only be a few more moments.

Salem forces their hands together to mix their blood. "Tell me you promise." He insists, while staring at Washington's face.

"Well if he tries anything I can easily take him out." Melody grins.

Washington clenches his fist, nothing matters anymore. He clenches Salem's hand, painfully tight, he kicks his feet from under Salem, sweeping him. He straddles Salem, and looks into his eyes fiercely. He holds Salem's arms down at his sides, "Promise." He growls, he looks toward their blooded hands. // "He probably has more experience then you in magic, Melody." Atticus says.

Salem clenches his hand tighter in response to Washington and puts the pain out of his mind. He's completely caught off guard as his feet are swept out from beneath him and he slams into the roof. His head hits and stars float in his vision as he stares back at Washington. "Good... promise."

Washington inhales as he slowly puts a hand over Salem's eyes, he does this so Salem can't see Washington pull back his other hand and licks it with all tongue. His eyes nearly roll back as he tastes Salem's blood. The amount of flavor is almost mystical. It could probably give a regular being a high if it was a drug. He savors every lick until his hand is completely clean.

Salem turns his head as he tries to get Washington's hand off his face. The moment he feels Wash's tongue on his hand he attempts to yank it away. "Washington! What the fuck are you doing?!"

Washington immediately forces Salem's arms back down again, he glares in his eyes. "I told you..." He says through clenched teeth. "I don't do blood." He lifts himself up just a bit so he can turn Salem over and force him onto his stomach. He holds his arms behind his back. "I don't want to hurt you." He says lowly.

"Well I can still try." Melody shrugs.

"It's probably best you run instead of risking your life." Atticus says.

Salem writhes like a snake. "Then don't!" He hisses through clenched teeth. "Whatever you're going to do Washington, don't. I trust you, asshole!"

Washington stares at the back of Salem's head. "You shouldn't have never done it!" He squints his eyes and tenses his body, trying to fight the urge to suck him dry. ( ͡º ͜ʖ ͡º)

“I really couldn’t tell you.” Medea says. // “A necklace. A nice necklace.” Freya snickers. // Niram follows her in silence, his eyes darting around.

Shiomi walks up to her house door, and quietly opens it incase someone might be home.

Ronin at the very least wouldn’t be home. Niram sniffs the air. “Who else lives here?”

"My parents, and my sister. But she's rarely home." Shiomi tells him, double checking to make the coast is clear. Once it is, she heads up the stairs.

"You're an asshole!" Salem yells. "What the fuck are you doing?! Get off me!" He writhes more. // David nods to acknowledge Freya. "Okay." He takes her hand and steps into a jewelry shop. "Choose."

"Well, why don't you ask him?" Ethan asked.//"probably." Melody shrugs. "Well what else do you want to do? Besides being bored?"

"Oh..uh..are we..hanging out now?" Atticus blinks. "Are you trying to sleep with me?" // Washington presses his lips together and crawls on Salem towards his vape, he grabs a hold of it and takes 3 long inhales and it begins to calm him.

Salem tries to throw him off. "Do you mind?" He growls. "Washington, quit using that thing and get the fuck off me."

Washington shuts his eyes, seemingly not paying attention to Salem's words. He sits there for awhile, before looking down at Salem, regret fills his eyes. He rips a strip of his own shirt and gingerly ties the wound on Salem's hand. He stands and returns to his place on the side of the building.