"Yeah, you really do." He was flushed and startled at the whole situation. He wasn't objected just... uncertain.

"I mean you could be." Wigging his brows at him.

"Yeah, I mean I'm pretty sure anyone would, handsome." Winking up at him, grinning as he considered how to go about this. "Name's Blitzo, the o is silent."

He smirked a little, offering his hand. "Good to meet ya Angle. Gotta say not a lot of sinners would greet me so pleasantly." He had been around other sinners and usually they ignored him unless they wanted something from him so this was nice.

Ah, yeah, he's fucking with him. "Not gonna apologize for that. He chuckled then remembered the doctor's visit and cringed, that... that was awful. "I am sorry I missed it though, had to get Loona her shots."

Ok that got him pissed off. "Don't call Loona a brat... or a dog you asshole!" He let out a growl, his tail thrashing behind him in anger. He could talk shit all he wanted about him but not his Loona. Not his daughter.

"Yeah you do." He chuckled, feeling his heart pounding and hoping he didn't hear it. He smiled, trying to smirk but it didn't come off as such. "You miss my face?"

He flushed all the more, fuck he had a way of making him feel special and shy. "Then I'd say you should kiss me because damn."

"Yeah... that's exactly what I want." He was near swooning over him, fuck he had a way of making his heart beat harder. Maybe he was stupid for letting him this close but he wanted to so badly.

He whimpered into the kiss, his arms wrapping around his neck as he pressed further into the kiss, his cheeks warm with a blush. His heart pounded in his chest.

He shivered as he pressed his tongue against his lips, letting him in as he kissed him deeper, sighing against his lips, letting himself taste the cowboy. God he was addicting.

He held on tight to Striker, Blitzø's mind going blank as he made out with him. He gently wrapped his legs over the other's.

"Can't help it when the man who's kissing me is hotter than sin." He panted hard, trying to get his breath back. He felt a little dizzy. "Fuck you kiss so good."

He almost yelped as he was pulled off the horse, dusting himself off and taking a deep breath. "Yeah, it's nice out here." He would set his phone down somewhere carefully and start up some music, offering a hand to him. "I know, you're a good fighter but what did you mean?"

Oh, hell this guy was good. He put his other hand on his shoulder, letting him take the lead as he followed him around, near tripping once but laughed. "I'm good at dancing, just on a flat surface, uh..." He had to think. There wasn't a lot he was good at but sass and death.

"Yeah I-" He let out a little startled sound and laughed before he was straightened up and nodded "Yeah, wouldn't mind if you did." Pulling him in and giving him a quick kiss as they danced.

"My dick... wait, that's not- uh..." He had responded off the cuff. He's not taking it back though.

He snorted at his reaction and laughed. "No, not falling for that one. I've been good, how're you?"