I think you might be more addicting than the weed, honestly.
[ He teased lightly as he gives a soft little hum as the other settled on his lap proper- his own hand raising his joint to his lips as he takes another long drag of it before blowing smoke out from between his lips. His other hand moves down, along Nick's back, trailing along his spine till it brushes down over the curve of the boy's ass to give it a possessive little squeeze as he took another long drag of that joint. Simply waiting for that hopefully magical added ingredient to do what it should.
There's an arch of an eyebrow at those words but all the same that hand was going to drop away from Nick's ass to instead raise to be in the other's view again.]
Infernal magic is a little different from most witches. Back in my realm, at least, many witches make a pact with a demon or one of the gods to get a diluted version of such power. A gift or a boon. [ He was just going to make a show of letting a fireball grow in his hand, about the size of a fist- the flames hot and blue.] Mine is something that's intricate to me. It's a part of me as much as the clay from which I was formed. [ He pointed out as that flame ball slowly seemed to freeze, in the other hand- ice starting to incase those licking flames as they crystallized. And a moment later, Caliban's hand smoothed over those flames before he rolled his hand up to show off the fact he'd turned that iceball into a crystal ball. Like a witch might use as a focus.]
Though if you wish to seem to change shape. I can do that as well- [ He pointed out as he dropped his head back against the seat with a soft smile.]
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[ He teased lightly as he gives a soft little hum as the other settled on his lap proper- his own hand raising his joint to his lips as he takes another long drag of it before blowing smoke out from between his lips. His other hand moves down, along Nick's back, trailing along his spine till it brushes down over the curve of the boy's ass to give it a possessive little squeeze as he took another long drag of that joint. Simply waiting for that hopefully magical added ingredient to do what it should.
There's an arch of an eyebrow at those words but all the same that hand was going to drop away from Nick's ass to instead raise to be in the other's view again.]
Infernal magic is a little different from most witches. Back in my realm, at least, many witches make a pact with a demon or one of the gods to get a diluted version of such power. A gift or a boon. [ He was just going to make a show of letting a fireball grow in his hand, about the size of a fist- the flames hot and blue.] Mine is something that's intricate to me. It's a part of me as much as the clay from which I was formed. [ He pointed out as that flame ball slowly seemed to freeze, in the other hand- ice starting to incase those licking flames as they crystallized. And a moment later, Caliban's hand smoothed over those flames before he rolled his hand up to show off the fact he'd turned that iceball into a crystal ball. Like a witch might use as a focus.]
Though if you wish to seem to change shape. I can do that as well- [ He pointed out as he dropped his head back against the seat with a soft smile.]