i spoke to the devil today

lol, I know. xD They amuse me, ahah. I love how Ira acts like he knows what he's talking about by 'lovers' but realistically he probably thinks lovers is like "boyfriend/girlfriend" innocent stuff, ahaha. He hasn't had the "birds&bees" talk yet (i can't wait for that thread, i'm laughing just thinking about it). ;P

Ira could feel Jace’s eyes burn into him, full of silent hatred and stewing with anger and the Princeling grinned like a Machiavellian villain wide, slow and entirely deliberate. “Ah no,” Ira corrected in a condescending tone as he glimpsed back over his shoulder to peer at Jace before confirming to himself that he (Ira) was the better looking of the two. In truth, Ira didn’t know if either of them was “better looking” than the other, while the Princeling was horrendously shallow he had yet to get to the point in his life when it mattered to him what girls thought of him, and thusly, he did not put much stock into physical appearances. He was better than Jace but whether or not physical beauty had anything to do with it he could have cared less. “Sleeping beauty was a girl in case you forgot.” Ira shot back in a deliberate and slow tone as if he were speaking to someone with a hearing impairment, enunciating his words to an annoyingly strict degree.

Ira, at Jace’s gibe about his sexuality - something that loath as the Princeling was to admit it he had no idea what it was, despite his actions, teasing and implications - and unfortunately for Jace that specific part went right over Ira’s head. “I wasn’t asking you out, dipshit,” Ira rolled his eyes. If he was going to ask anyone out it would have been Bones because she was about the right gender and right age - not that he had immediate intentions of asking the Tortuga native out but it was the principle of the thing. “I don’t know who’d want to be your lover anyway.” Ira snorted at the thought, another cruel sneer tugging at the edges of his lips.