-Thorn-
“Well, I’ll certainly appreciate it.” Thorn offers with an equally bright smile, watching as her golden hair falls over her shoulder. But his attention remains on her as he questions whether or not she’s already been accounted for. He hopes not, given that Jaz is right in the assumption that he’s been restless. He’s pent up and more than ready to indulge in someone else’s fantasies for however long they requested of him.
Brows raise with a small smirk blooming on his face at her comment, his head tilting just enough as if he tries to get a read on her. “I don’t have much, but, I’ve got rooms that can become whatever you want it to be, food and drink supplied.” He starts the little pitch with the biggest and important part. “And you’ve got me who can be whomever you want me to be.” This is said with another little wink, refraining from mentioning any particular fantasy in mind. Obviously he cant change his appearance with the rooms, but he can put on his acting skills to be like whomever she’d like, whether it be letting her take the reins or wanting him to take control.
It dies off quickly with Jaz’s rude interjection, even if it’s fun, and she shifts back on her stool and giggles – a good sign by Thorn’s account, and he hums a soft chuckle himself as he turns to his own glass to take a heavy sip – not expecting it to have the sting of alcohol that it does. Not that he’s complaining, of course, he’d just gotten so used to the virgin drinks that he hadn’t expected the pleasant burn.
Turning back to Ellyra slightly, he shifts comfortably on the stool in a way that looks as relaxed as he can while still coming off appealing, before he speaks with a playful roll of his eyes. “And apparently you can add restless to the long list of things I can offer you.”
Brows raise with a small smirk blooming on his face at her comment, his head tilting just enough as if he tries to get a read on her. “I don’t have much, but, I’ve got rooms that can become whatever you want it to be, food and drink supplied.” He starts the little pitch with the biggest and important part. “And you’ve got me who can be whomever you want me to be.” This is said with another little wink, refraining from mentioning any particular fantasy in mind. Obviously he cant change his appearance with the rooms, but he can put on his acting skills to be like whomever she’d like, whether it be letting her take the reins or wanting him to take control.
It dies off quickly with Jaz’s rude interjection, even if it’s fun, and she shifts back on her stool and giggles – a good sign by Thorn’s account, and he hums a soft chuckle himself as he turns to his own glass to take a heavy sip – not expecting it to have the sting of alcohol that it does. Not that he’s complaining, of course, he’d just gotten so used to the virgin drinks that he hadn’t expected the pleasant burn.
Turning back to Ellyra slightly, he shifts comfortably on the stool in a way that looks as relaxed as he can while still coming off appealing, before he speaks with a playful roll of his eyes. “And apparently you can add restless to the long list of things I can offer you.”
// let's fall in love for the night //
