Thoughtful, In Depth, and Very Gay (O/O)

"Shit… I already have my shirt off, this isn't fair," he complained, looking down at his sweats.

Zackary rolled his eyes. “Take it off, ya wuss.”

"Fine, fine," he sighed, slipping his sweats off. He tossed them to the side carelessly, not thinking about what would happen if he had to strip again.

(Lmao he is thinking what would happen)

“Okay. Your turn,” Zackary prompted.

(lmaooo)
"Alright, uhh… me and my brother rarely fight, sushi is my favorite food, and I'm the youngest in the family."

Zackary tilted his head. “You and your brother fight sparingly?”

He shook his head. "Nope. We fight constantly. He is Satan, after all."

Zackary raised his eyebrows and took a shot. “Right. Hmm… you like sushi.”

He smirked. "Also a lie. I've never even tried it."

Zackary rolled his eyes and took off his pants, discarding them to the floor.
“What happens when I’m completely stripped? Do I start ripping body parts off?” He chuckled darkly.

"God, no," Asura said, laughing. "I guess we could either put our clothes on, drink the rest of the alcohol, or play another game. Anyway, it's your turn."

“Mmm. I have a couple of younger brothers, I had a couple Hellhounds as pets, and… I was an orphan up until my teen years.”

"You have a couple of younger brothers?" He asked, tilting his head slightly. Man, this was harder than he thought it would be.

“Nope,” Zackary grinned. “Shot.” He pointed to the bottle.

(Jensennnn)

gay

(I'm ready for some gay and then I'm going to sleep again)

(Yes)

Asura sighed, pouring another shot and taking it. If he got the next one wrong, he'd have to take his socks off, and another one wrong meant… "You had hellhounds as pets."

Zackary rolled his eyes and grinned. “You’re not even trying.”

"I'm just guessing here! I don't know that much about you," he explained. "But I'm wrong, aren't I?"

Zackary nodded. “Yep, you’re wrong. I thought I’d still have that hardened orphan look. Oh well. Your turn.”

Asura grumbled something Zacakary couldn't hear before taking off his socks and tossing them to the side. "Okay… I've only had feelings for one girl in my entire life, I'm not naturally blonde, and I can't taste spicy foods." His speech was slightly slurred at this point, but he didn't seem to notice or care.

Zackary tilted his head. “You had feelings for a girl?” For some reason, that just perplexed him.

Asura laughed. "Absolutely not. Way too gay for that." He poured a shot and handed it to Zackary, still chuckling a bit. "You'd think a guy like me would at least feel something for a girl after living for like, a billion years, but I never have."

Zackary rolled his eyes and took the shot slowly. “Mm…” He set the glass down, his thoughts slipping away. “The-the uh… last one.”

Asura grinned. "Actually, spicy foods are one of the only things I can taste. That, and anything that's bitter."

Zackary looked down at himself. “Dammit. I don’t have socks on…” He sighed and took off his boxers, where they joined his flannel on his lap.

Zackary rolled his eyes and took off his pants, discarding them to the floor.
“What happens when I’m completely stripped? Do I start ripping body parts off?” He chuckled darkly.

(does he have two pairs of pants on orr??)

(Oh shit you right. No he doesn’t. Let me fix)