Cecelia – because William would kill him if he did otherwise xD
At first, Eric wasn’t sure how to react. This was his very good friend that was sealing a gentle kiss against his forehead, arguably the best friend he’d had in quite some time. He grinned sheepishly and his cheeks flushed a light pink. “Wha’ was tha’ for, then?”
6. You muse finds mine passed out in a bath tub, covered in blood with a knife in their hand.
Pale skin illuminated with ribbons and bursts of crimson and head lulled back awkwardly against the porcelain tub, Eric’s chest shuddered with shallow breaths. He clutched a knife with a loosening grip and showed no sign of consciousness.
This guy was never gonna stop, was he? For once, Eric wasn’t going to give him the reaction he was expecting. He leaned back into the embrace and clasped a hand over his wrist, feigning embarrassment. “Willie~ No’ in front o’ e'eryone~.
William cannot handle more than one of you. God help him.
“Ol’ Willie dinnae kno’ wha’ he needs."
Eric didn’t meet his old friend’s gaze. He stood with his back facing him, expression rather grim. “… Dinnae do this." 
Yo Will and Eric still need to go for their drinks!
OH MY GOSH. YES. *w* We need to do that like now. <3
cruelbutnevercrass whispered:
"I wouldn't waste your time trying to take my soul, dude. I'm about as far from pure as one can get. [mun meet muse]"
Oh God. I don’t think he’d know how to react to that. xD ))
cruelbutnevercrass whispered:
"William knocked upon Eric's office door, a file of papers resting in his arm. "Eric, I know you are not in the field, open the door." "
That voice wasn’t the least bit familiar. But somehow, this stranger knew his name. Eric had his feet propped up on the desk and was inspecting a bottle of scotch he’d happened upon inside of the office. His suit was a bit too large, and his shoes didn’t fit quite right. He wasn’t sure how he’d gotten here,or how this guy knew him, but at least there was scotch. “Go ‘way!” He called through the door, voice not quite as deep.
Send me § and my muse will react to yours pushing them against a wall and kissing them.
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“N-nghh!” Eric grasped onto to William’s shoulder and gave it a harsh shove. His eyes wide, he shouted as the kiss finally broke. “The hell d'ye think yer doin’!?”