It seemed Vaughn just needed a little time to adjust and process, because what do you know, he was actually attempting to flirt. Mao knew he had it in him, he had practically flirted with him when he was a cat for Christsakes. Mao was ready to enjoy some innuendo.
Talking of getting chewed on… “Not afraid of these?” He bared his fanged eyeteeth. The teeth just behind them, as well as his bottom canines, were also rather suspiciously sharp. The sight of them was enough to give anyone pause about allowing them near certain tender parts. These days, given his punky alternative look, people assumed he had just gotten his teeth capped as a body mod and Mao did not go out of his way to correct them. When he was a kid though, they had been harder to explain away.
“The first time I did it I was a human. The whole cat thing is actually a recent development,” Mao explained with a casual shrug. It wasn’t until he had eaten human flesh that he could do what he could do. He suspected the act had turned him from merely half demon to full, if such a thing was possible. He still didn’t really know how all of this worked. “Eating things raw is more..uh… palatable as a cat, though.”
A laugh and he jabbed Vaughn again. “Don’t give me ideas. I just might start craving corn dog on a stick.”
Oh ho! Somebody was changing his mind about things awfully quick. Mao dropped his poking stick and let out an impish laugh before closing the gap between them with a playful lunge. Vaughn’s cheeks were attacked with pinches from both sides and his head was given a little shake. “Aww! I knew you’d give in! You’re too easy V!!”