Desman's Paying, Obviously!!

[Desman Black]

Desman stared at the now covered up Ash, and it seemed... weird, like a the first couple of episodes you watch of a reboot. Sure, it may not actually be bad, but your mind immediately rejects the idea, longing for what you took for granted but was now gone.

The feeling of eyes on her wasn't new, but Ash looked over to see Desman to her mild surprise. She gave him a wicked grin to let him know she knew, then took the hem of her silk shirt. "What's wrong, Desman? Do you not like my shirt? I can change into something more visually pleasing~!" She teased, baiting him.


"N-No, it's fine just different..." Desman awkwardly said, it was clear to anyone who was in on the lie that Des was not that good at this, he lost his nerves to easily. "Different isn't bad."

Ash gives him a different smile, and when he's sure she's about to say something along the lines of last night, she instead replies with: "I'm a girl who likes different." She said, bending over and running her finger along his chest piece again, in slow circles. "That's why I'm with you, hun." She explained, letting her finger linger along the latch she'd undone last night. It was almost as bad as grabbing him by the crotch in front of everyone, but no one would know how provocative it really was but them.

Anyone could see that the Samurai's code of relationships was getting pushed to the limits by Ash and the 'chest rubbing', and she loved it. If it wasn't for the fact that the two were supposedly engaged, Ash would've been sliced right there and then. "Excuse me if I'm intruding my Lord, but when is it you are planning on having your wedding?"

'Oh god fuck.' Desman thought, the pressure getting to him as he tried to think of an answer, only to glace up at Ash as if expecting her to bail him out.

Glee ran through her as the daggers were thrown into her back by the glares of the samurai, Desman's desperation was the whip topping and cherry on top. She runs her hand up to his visor as she spoke like they'd been planning their wedding for years. "Why do you think we are on the beach?" She asked Arin without looking at him. "Jak asked me if we'd come along with him, and this sexy rascal here told me everything last night. He doesn't want me to ever leave~!" She planted a kiss on his visor. Anyone who was watching saw a girl who was smitten. She was great at giving a guy what he wanted. Then she turned her head to the questioning Samurai. "He knows I love surprises."

The sounds of ringing were suddenly heard all though the living area of the penthouse suite, it was only after everyone checked their phones that the group realized that the room had it's own inbuilt phone, 'cause of course it did. "My lord, do you want me to get that for you?"

"No, that's alright, I'll do it myself." To be honest, Desman was happy to be out of the tension, the only thing that made it bearable was the constant flirting from ash, but that had it's own way of making him fell uncomfortable, a good way.

After Desman picked up the phone, his voice turned into a series of 'hm's, 'alright's, 'yes's, and 'I understand's until he hung back up.

"Guys," the Robot paused as if he couldn't believe what he just heard himself. "I own a hotel."