mephib0sheth:

OOOOOH

  • Lots of red-facedness, clenching his fists as he silently stares whoever’s trying to steal you down.
  • Pouting. Lots of pouting.
  • If they’re smart they wouldn’t have even flirted with you in the first place. It’s King Dice for goodness sake. The Devil’s right hand man.
  • Pulls fear tactics on the guy, threatening him subtly and under his breath while you’re off doing something.
  • Would probably pull the “’casually’ steps between you and the foolish casino-goer who flirted with you” thing with a forced grin as he ushers you away.

You: What’s your problem?! 
Dice: Well, he was lookin’ at’cha funny!
You: It was just a friendly conversation!
Dice: I know a what it looks like when a guy tries ta’ get someone he wants!
You: What, you think he was gonna take me away from you?!
Dice: *sigh* Babe, you don’t belong ta’ no one. I… Hmph, sorry. I got jealous.
You: Hey. *kisses his cheek* It’s fine. We all get jealous every once in a while, and I understand your concern. But you need to remember that I can take care of myself, okay?
Dice: *mumbles, blushing at the kiss* M’kay…

Hope these are good enough!