Ryou - Champage/Amused (300 prompt challenge)

Ryou draped himself over the well-worn lounger, his feet extending over the coffee table that nearly cracked under the weight. A small smirk appeared on his lips, thin at first before stretching over his teeth in a wide, amused grin. The small vial he tossed between his longer fingers glowed vibrant crimson even in subtle light. He could not help himself from his content, leaning his head back against the edge of his chair to let out a somewhat frightening crackle even for him.

'Now what, Yuma?' He smiled to himself, turning over the encased blood again; his prize for the night. There was nothing he could say now. Ryou had done his job and he had done it damn well if he did say so himself. He glanced over to another glass that was beginning to frost over with condensation from being out on the table too long. He reached over his legs to pull it awkwardly into his lap. The bubbling fruity scent came to his nostrils immediately. It was his favourite variety of champagne. The taste like reaching into a basket of apricots that burned his throat but left his lips sweet and satisfied.

"Cheers, you dirty bastard," Ryou could not wipe the grin off his face as he poured the thick blood gently into his glass and tipped it back, downing the glass in an instant.