08-11-2013, 09:05 PM
Cronus rubs his head slowly rising to his feet. "wvat a headache, guess i should break the grub outta is' daydream." he stuffs his hands in his pockets and starts to head in the direction he smells Eridan at. if he doesn't hurry Eridan may very well end up mating a land dweller. and boy would that turn into a blood bath once Eridan gains his scences back. for that he could very well end up breeding for the Condesence army. which would give Eridan no choice. sure enough Cronus pops up to see Eridan moan and rub the set of horns on his head with light touches which would cause the slit in his abdomen to part and let his tentacle bulge out. if he rubs to the point that comes out there will be no stopping Eridan. Cronus can feel his own pushing to come out watching his younger family memeber rubbing himself but stops that thought short. he steps out of the shadows pulling the ciggerette out of his mouth and blows out smoke. he was not addicted it. something so amusingly human wouldn't be addicting to a troll. he just does this to give himself something to stick in his mouth. "small pint. might wvanna stop before ya mate a human eh?" he stays causing Eridan to jump.