Me Tesoro~?”

Ego, a soft smirk still playing on his lips at the soft groans he was prying from the overlord.

His eyes widen as he hears Vox speaking Italian, inherently not used to hearing his mother tongue even as he’s pressed back into the couch.

“Mmm ‘dis what ya’ been spendin’ ya’ nights doin’? Jus’ fa’

Ya’ ta’ fuck me Tesoro~ want ya’ ta’ make me scream ya’ name till everyone in pride knows jus’ who’s fuckin’ me~”

Crimson as another needy moan leaves him

“S’ tha’ chest fluff, got all sorts in here.”

“Nothin’ don’t worry about it toots… on a completely unrelated note, here have some candy.”

Angel hands Raphael a bag of the most sugary candy he can find

“‘Dat sounds like it’d be funny as shit.”