Blackfeather Woods hit me up

Teeth still held on to Damien's ear as he pulled away, painfully raking down it as he jerked his head away. He couldn't contain a growl, but it didn't go to more serious reactions, Damien was used to Cicero's rough teasing, and in a way he did not mind it that much despite how annoying it was.

Cicero would always be one step further than Damien on facts -he'd got that from their mother; the cunning mind, the deceiving tongue- and it made Damien feel uncomfortable. Ice locked right into mismatched eyes, holding back a temper. Cicero was not only contradicting Damien's request, but he was turning the situation onto him, making Damien the culprit somehow. He looked away, an attempt to hide his expression as the mention of Damien's own secrets was used against him. He fell right into the trap, and guilt knotted up his throat as he remembered the arrangement he had with Asterr, but he debated whether Cicero would pose a threat to her or the girls.