your eyes across a crowded room, just like it's only me and you
"Perhaps this time we can practice together? I don't think I'm ready to leave for another few weeks." Ever murmured, and though the pair didn't know each other that well yet, it was likely quite clear to Isla that Ever would absolutely do just that if she asked it of him.
"Do you all hear that?" Ever called, his eyes glancing around the room as if pictures might surreptitiously slide back into place. "I appreciate that. It's how I've been paying the rent all this time, you see." He jests, but only because he knows that in fact that is how some of Danta's patrons afford their rooms.
Clearing his throat, Ever tried to slip into sexy talk mode, though gods it was a difficult thing with the Remedy pressed just ever so gently against him. "Well, as you might have expected, I rather like being told what to do. Not quite to the level of bondage, but..." The aviator shrugs softly; he'd tried it, hadn't hated it, but certainly he preferred silk restraints to metal ones. "And of course I quite like to know when what I'm doing makes someone else feel good." So far, all things Isla could probably guess before the pair had done more than kiss.
Tilting his head down slightly to place his mouth closer to her ear—if the eyes in the wall were going to listen, better that he make ti a challenge for them—he continued. "I've learned that while I do prefer women to men, I am a top when it comes to being with other men." Still, not wildly out of the realm of what someone might have guessed, but then, there were many more buttons to go.
"Do you all hear that?" Ever called, his eyes glancing around the room as if pictures might surreptitiously slide back into place. "I appreciate that. It's how I've been paying the rent all this time, you see." He jests, but only because he knows that in fact that is how some of Danta's patrons afford their rooms.
Clearing his throat, Ever tried to slip into sexy talk mode, though gods it was a difficult thing with the Remedy pressed just ever so gently against him. "Well, as you might have expected, I rather like being told what to do. Not quite to the level of bondage, but..." The aviator shrugs softly; he'd tried it, hadn't hated it, but certainly he preferred silk restraints to metal ones. "And of course I quite like to know when what I'm doing makes someone else feel good." So far, all things Isla could probably guess before the pair had done more than kiss.
Tilting his head down slightly to place his mouth closer to her ear—if the eyes in the wall were going to listen, better that he make ti a challenge for them—he continued. "I've learned that while I do prefer women to men, I am a top when it comes to being with other men." Still, not wildly out of the realm of what someone might have guessed, but then, there were many more buttons to go.
