(15:54:33) Dean Pierce closed his eyes. "I'm havin' the same problem with these hey clairs. They're so fuckin' good." Speaking of physical contact and it not leading to sex...Dean was very much enjoying Aiden's hands through his hair. They - and she, in general - were warm and it was pleasant. The action generated a few happy sounds, but none as drastic as the moans of pure extacy he'd been releasing earlier while eating samples. "Oh yeaaaah, thanks fer cockblockin' me that time. I was gonna get laid 'an you ruined it fer me. Not cool, A." His head tilted towards Slick. "Well, chill. We aint gonna fuck."

(16:00:08) Aiden ta Aesin looked down at Dean. "I feel like it's more like he's in my lap but I get your point." She shrugged. "If it makes you uncomfortable just let me know." Petting Dean felt a bit like petting a big dog. However the redhead was unsure if saying that out loud was a good idea. "I am sorry about that. I was really trying to help you you know. I didn't know she was going to freak out when I told her I didn't want to fuck too."

(16:08:46) Will Hadote frowned slightly; had Dean just compared sweets to heroin and opium? And was Slick a tad bit offended? Yup. "Yeahh, not really," he said as he ate the rest of his donut he'd been holding. And apparently Dean and Aiden weren't going to fuck, but he -was- going to fuck some vampire chick. And Aiden was practically petting Dean now. "He's not a fucking dog," he commented, wiping his hands on his pants after eating the last of his donut. He wanted another one, but he knew he shouldn't, and he shifted slightly, eyeing the box. Motherfucker. They really might not make it home.

(16:13:48) Dean Pierce shrugged. "Ehh, I guess it wouldn't've ended well anyways. She was gonna come to her senses sooner or later 'an walk away givin' me blue balls." He grimaced. "Or worse, we were gonna get into a relationship fer a few weeks...just long enough for me to start trustin' 'an really carin' about 'er, 'an then she was gonna dump me while I was at my most vulnerable. Either way...better off now." He side-eyed Slick. "Relax, I'm kiddin'." Kinda. He DID have those sweets on his mind almost 24/7 now. Darn things were so fucking good. He leaned against the bench and tried to relax, but then Slick just haaad to throw shade. "...dude, I haven't been touched since I was pumped 'n dumped over a month ago. If y'can't tell, I'm fuckin' starved for affection. I literally NEED this right now. If a stinky hobo walked over 'an gave me a hug, I'd probably hug back 'an cry. Let me fuckin' have this."

(16:20:08) Aiden ta Aesin stopped moving when Will spoke up again. She watched him for a moment, then she began to climb off the bench. Physical contact was nice, but not at the price of someone giving her a hard time about it every other sentence. Once she had extracated herself she sat down on the ground in front of them, leaning her back against Dean's legs. She decided not to comment on Will's observation. Aiden liked 'dogs' but she didn't think she could make him understand her point of view. "People come and go, sometimes all you can do is enjoy things in the moment." She said, shrugging. "I know what it's like for that to happen a lot. Most people aren't as in to the long term commitment thing." She sighed and drank her coffee, leaning her head back on Dean's knees, eyes closed.

(16:31:58) Will Hadote, well, didn't Dean have a positive outlook on relationships. Not like Slick had any better. He frowned at Dean's comment regarding letting him have the physical contact, glad at least that Aiden got off of him, but Dean was probably going to have something to say about that, and... His gaze drifted towards the box of donuts in his own lap. It seemed a struggle, but he managed not to grab another one, and put his stuff on the ground, instead. "Motherfucker," he muttered to himself; his gaze kept drifting back to them. The fuck was in those?