X, bless his perverted little heart, slapped Vali on the back hard, sending him stumbling forward a couple of steps. “That's tragic, fuckboy. Don’t worry, you can come to X’s Pleasure Fest tonight, because the more the merrier. You can stand in the corner and pull your dick, because I can promise you, it’s going to be a buffet.” He grinned, his fangs denting his bottom lip. “You can look, but you can’t touch, because I’ll snap off your fucking fingers.” He patted Vali on the back a couple more times, then walked back into the kitchen to make some tea.
