Fox's Glade saying fuck your name

very short sorry;;_;

Get off me, please.
Toad was a winner at last, and it had only taken the price of a moment of fight and the pain in his forearm. He chuckles into Fields' ear, breathy, before climbing off him and pacing a few feet off, facing him. He grins smugly as he gazes at the blonde. 

So? You gonna let me into the crazy house now? Or... is there a bigger man I gotta meet first? He asks, before leaning his head down to lap at his bloody new wound. Evien wouldn't be happy with him.