[Angel blinks a couple times at the blood, arching one dark eyebrow, but otherwise not moving from his place sprawled out across both the beds. The guy's nice enough to look at, even all covered in blood -- actually the blood makes him even hotter, honestly. Angel's never been one to resist a bad boy.
The tragic attempt at an explanation gets a flash of those intensely sharp teeth again, and Angel rolls onto his stomach, propping his chin in one set of hands.] Uh-huh. To eat it, or...? [Another hand gestures vaguely, here.] Ya got a little somethin' on your face, sweetcheeks.
10/10 fantastic
The tragic attempt at an explanation gets a flash of those intensely sharp teeth again, and Angel rolls onto his stomach, propping his chin in one set of hands.] Uh-huh. To eat it, or...? [Another hand gestures vaguely, here.] Ya got a little somethin' on your face, sweetcheeks.