Brandon’s smile practically spread from ear to ear, when Jacob flirted back with him; it was always a compliment to have someone call you beautiful, but even moreso when that someone was a dhampir, and a damned sexy one at that. “A firm hand is always appreciated”, Brandon teased with a grin, “…along with other firm things”. Now, not only was Brandon smiling, his body had begun to glow; this was something that happened when the demigod was feeling good and had started when he was an infant. With effort he could stop it, but he saw no reason.
Looking Jacob over, Brandon noted, “First impressions, on just meeting you, I think you seem like a guy who doesn’t really need prerequisites. I can’t imagine any course that you can’t handle”, he shrugged, “That’s how I see it, but I am being distracted by your pretty face”. Brandon was flattered by Jacob’s compliments on his musical ability, “Yeah, having Apollo for a dad really does come in handy”.
Hmmm, he feels more worn out by daylight. That’s right. Dhampir powers don’t work so well in the daytime. I need to remember my freshman year class on the other paranormal races”, Brandon mused. For a moment, the young demigod wondered what Jacob must be thinking of him, How much does he know of demigods, I wonder? Does he think me like my father and his kin, playing with mankind like chess pieces and humping our way over the Earth? I don’t have sex with everyone. Just those that make me hot.
“What a coincidence, I’m free for the rest of the day too! Don’t you just love Sundays?”, he replied, “You have to start somewhere and I just love buttons”, he teased with a wink. “Well, I think the cafeteria is serving limited fare. The deli counter is open, pizza, hamburgers, hotdogs…or you could come to my room and let me fix you something”, he grinned and held his hands up, “I swear there is food there and I’m a good cook”.