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He was about to speak, to prove the lie for what it was, however he was slightly taken aback at the sudden eye contact and the rather surprising comment. A hand made its way to rest against his own heart as a red blush came to his cheeks. "I, ah, that is..." He stuttered for a moment before shaking his head, placing a firm look on his features again. He would not be distracted, no Sir.
"Darius... I'm more upset that you lied to me. I waited for a good few minutes before touching your scar, I even asked you before hand... So it wasn't a surprise..." He sighed, eyes softening slightly. "I don't want to order you to tell me the truth however so... It's up to you if you want to tell me. I won't judge you at all... Whatever you say."
"But you enjoyed it none the less...did you not? It was as Miss Duchess expressed that you would find my figure something of a 'treat' to your mind..." Darius continued, opening his eyes slowly to settle them on Gamble again, glinting as his cat like pupil widened. "If you would much rather I didn't express an interest in making you happy...I shall cease conversations with Miss Duchess"
Again he was about to speak when the demon continued, and another blush came to his cheeks at the others words. "I, I don't-" He cut himself off as Darius' eyes settled on him, swallowing a rather large lump in his throat and lapsing into silence once the other male had finished.
He would not be sidetracked! Or have his focus negated! No! He reminded himself firmly, shaking his head rather violently as he turned away, focusing his vision upon the tea. Tea was good. Calming. "D, Darius stop changing the subject... I... I really think that we should talk about this..."
He cursed the slight stuttering in hiss tone; way to be assertive, Virgil...