My Beautiful Beast [Angelo/Tarin]

[praiseofblood]

Angelo blushed. "Really?" he blushed, looking at Tarin.

[fearless]

Tarin nodded, "Yes...its nice that you draw me..."

[praiseofblood]

Angelo bblushed, though he was pleased that Tarin liked his drawings.

[fearless]

Tarin hummed as he looked through them. "You would make a lot of money if you sold your drawings. They are wonderful."

[praiseofblood]

"I was going to...but, no. Now I won't." he said, shaking his head.

[fearless]

Tarin looked to him worried, "Why not?" he asked confused.

[praiseofblood]

"Because...I couldn't bear to part with them..." he said biting his lip.

[fearless]

"Oh," Tarin murmured then leaned to kiss him smiling. "Thats sweet. I can get you more art paper, you can make copies and sell them."

[praiseofblood]

Angelo smiled before looking at the male. "It's fine. What would I do with the money?" he asked, cocking his head.

[fearless]

Tarin smiled, "Anything you like..."

[praiseofblood]

Angelo shook his head, looking at Tarin. "I'd just give the money to you." He said.

[fearless]

Tarin frowned, "Why? I do not need it..."

[praiseofblood]

"Neither do I." Angelo said, quite rightly.

[fearless]

Tarin nodded then pulled him close, "Fine. I will drop this. Just let me lay with you for a little bit. Is this ok?"

[praiseofblood]

Angelo blinked at the male's strange terminology again before nodding at his question.