27.Feb.12, 07:00 AM
B'jin frowned in reply, before sniffing indignantly. His fathering skills being compared to Talerian was like comparing Threadfall to rainfall. You just didn't do it, and expect to be understood. In his heart, B'jin knew Talian was complimenting him. But it was so... back handed! Larrikith swarmed into B'jin's mind with bland amusement. If you want flowery compliments, you run with the wrong crowd. No thanks to you, B'jin returned, but he smiled warmly at Talian. "I know, Tal."
Stepping forward, B'jin wrapped his arms around the younger man, giving him a solid hug before making an odd little sound of surprise. Leaning backwards, he grinned at Talian, eyes sparkling brightly. "That means a lot, Tal!" He gushed, hugging the young Healer tighter and dropped a kiss on the boy's forhead, surrounded by a breathy giggle of delight. Letting Talian go, B'jin snorted, highly amused as the healer attempted to regain whatever dignity he had raining around him in scraps after his little day dreaming session.
"I'm sure it's not," B'jin purred dangerously, his expression pure mischief as he watched Talian wriggle uncomfortably. "Let me guess," he began, his voice as highly amused as his expression of impending doom for Talian, "About my height, sexy blue eyes, gorgeous hair, and a tongue sharp enough to draw blood." Smirking devilishly, B'jin waited, more than convinced that he would get a reaction that would make his day.
Stepping forward, B'jin wrapped his arms around the younger man, giving him a solid hug before making an odd little sound of surprise. Leaning backwards, he grinned at Talian, eyes sparkling brightly. "That means a lot, Tal!" He gushed, hugging the young Healer tighter and dropped a kiss on the boy's forhead, surrounded by a breathy giggle of delight. Letting Talian go, B'jin snorted, highly amused as the healer attempted to regain whatever dignity he had raining around him in scraps after his little day dreaming session.
"I'm sure it's not," B'jin purred dangerously, his expression pure mischief as he watched Talian wriggle uncomfortably. "Let me guess," he began, his voice as highly amused as his expression of impending doom for Talian, "About my height, sexy blue eyes, gorgeous hair, and a tongue sharp enough to draw blood." Smirking devilishly, B'jin waited, more than convinced that he would get a reaction that would make his day.