"Ah~ That~ Was... sooo good~" Eros let out a wet burp, and let his tongue hang. "Those poor fools didn't see us coming... You truly do live up to your name, Mr. Night Hawk..." Krail shifted away, uncomfortable.
"I do not go by that title any longer. That name marked my days as an assassin. I've chosen to live a life of peace-" A harsh smack against the blood elf's protruding stomach cut him off mid-sentence.

"You talk too much. Enjoy your meal, huh~?" Krail blushed, feeling the bandits that both he and Eros ambushed and... promptly swallowed struggling within his stomach. "Cale will most certainly disapprove..." "Let him!" Eros didn't seem to be afraid. "Those bandits were going to attack the village, weren't they? We totally did those suckers a favor by eating them up, didn't we?"

Another wet burp escaped the goth's gullet, "BUUURAAAP! Ugh~ I'm so full, I could pop~" "You are not one to do something out of the kindness of your heart, Eros..." Krail muttered, "What was your ulterior motive in all this...?" "Getting a good meal," Eros winked towards the elf, "And seeing you all full of prey. Ohmigosh, you're sooo cute, I could just eat you up~" Krail had to hide his blushing face in his rotund belly so that Eros wouldn't see it. "Remind me not to go out with you any more..."

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