[Evil Tink]

Mystic blinked, "Umm..I d-don't think Solomon.." He looked away with a cough. "Oh hun, you know you want to grab me all over~"

Solomon flinched, sensing great distress from Holden, "Now you know that isn't possible when I sense this.." Solomon appeared on the second floor of Holden's house, double checking to make sure there was no blood on him. After he was sure, he came down the stairs, a mildly confused look on his face, "What's going..." As he got to the floor, his eyes narrowed at the tan man that was currently kissing Holden. He clenched his fests, driving his nails into his palms and as he looked to Mystic he nearly fainted, T-the fuck is this!?" He pointed to Mystic, "Jesus Christ what the hell!?" He shook his head, "Never mind dammit, what the hell is going on over there?" He looked back to Asher, his eyes glowing slightly, "Holden..." Just relax Solomon...you weren't without your clingers...