Some crap ass sketches i guess this is how i’m getting into the DP employee of the month thing ahahahahaaa gosh
Walter he is going to do the opposite of firing you
what did you thinks gonna happen when you kiss a man who’s been lonely and basically untouched for many years
you gonna get the frickle fracking of a life time, with the eagerness of a desperate teenager
Also hell if i can draw walter consistently god dammit
Vlad was stunned, staring at the man with wide eyes and only partially listening to his babble. They’d been laughing about something and Vlad had reached behind him for the elevator button while thinking he had a very adorable laugh. The little gigglesnorts that peppered it made his toes curl every time he managed to get Walter laughing enough for them.
He hadn’t even seen the kiss coming and then it was over so swiftly. He finally realized Walter was talking about important things, mostly panicking over losing his job. Giving himself a little shake, Vlad responded the only way he could think of. Cupping Walters face and pressing a kiss to his lips. The rambling cut off instantly, replaced with a startled squeak that soon gave way to a soft hum. Fingers tangled into his hair and he was sure he lost his elastic somewhere between then and when he pressed Walter against the side of the elevator.
It was good, Walter’s lips were dry and slightly chapped but warm and eager against his own. How long had it been since he’d had a kiss like this? or at all really. The chime of the elevator hitting the right floor startled them out of the kiss, good timing too as the doors slid open to reveal other workers.
They were treated to the view of Walter, face beatred and unable to stop grinning at their boss who…has his hair down? Vlad Master’s hair was down! Thankfully, Vlad had not lost all his wits and quirked an eyebrow at Walter. “Yes Mr. Weston, that was the sound of my elastic snapping.” he said, as if that was why they were both a little red. Just laughter. It seemed to work as the three just chuckled and made way for Vlad and Walter to exit the elevator and head towards their respective offices.
Once they were out of hearing, Vlad glanced over at the still rather redface employee with a small smirk. “Mr. Weston, would you care to join me for the noon meal today? I’m sure we have..paperwork to go over.” He said, his smirk only growing at the startled look Walter shot him before nodding eagerly. “S-sure thing Mr. Masters! I’ll be there.” he promised with a small grin before they split to continue working for the day.
Meanwhile, Back in the elevator, one of the women was fanning herself. “My word! I’ve never seen him with his hair down before and now I know why! We’d never get any work done!” She gushed, to the agreement of the two other woman and one man.