Zavien
Strike hands with me. The glass is brim.
The dew is on the heather.
Obviously, he wasn't unfamiliar with Mother Molly's, but it'd been a minute since he'd last stepped inside. Other than the occasional desire to see a familiar face that might remind him of his fading mother's memory, he didn't really have a reason to come by. It didn't help that the employees often chose to tease him about his low experience and high restraint. However, when he'd heard that Hawthorn was visited, he'd rushed straight from his place, practically running through the streets. The dew is on the heather.
When he finally popped in the door of the brothel, the foot traffic was starting to pick up. Drinks were flowing freely and laughter was filtering through the rafters as people mingled amongst each other, searching for company in one way or another. Even Zavien could be included among them tonight. Yet the woman who approached him was not who he was looking for. Dragging her finger down his broad chest, the blonde haired, blue eyed, seductress gave him a sweet smile framed with full, glossy red lips. Even her voice was sweet, as she leaned close. "Hey, Zav. Long time, no see. Are you finally here to take me up on my offer?" Pressing her chest against him, the Dragoon had difficulty looking down at her without noticing the overabundance of cleavage peeking out from her skin-tight red dress. A blush of a similar shade crept up his face, making her laugh quietly as she whispered, "I promise to make your first a night you'll never forget."
Gently lifting her hand from his chest, Zavien moved to peal her body from his, trying not to notice the way her soft figure felt against him. "Like I said before, Callie, you're a pretty girl, but I'm not interested." His words were gentle but firm, even as the shifting of his eyes and tinge of his ears suggested otherwise. But rather than dissuading her, his rejection just served to increase her efforts. Throwing an arm around his neck, she gave him a playful pout. "You're no fun, Zav. Just say yes. I know you want to." Her aggressive advances had the Dragoon looking around desperately for Hawthorn, hoping maybe the man could save him from the uncomfortable situation.
And love is good, and life is long,
and friends are best together.
and friends are best together.
