Pierce
Oh he absolutely does have a different idea in mind. And so much so, that the curve of his smirk is stark against the curve of his face. The mischief in her gaze certainly adds to the thoughts that bloom, of what it might mean to make a friend with her. “What if I do?” He purrs, spreading his hand up against the flat of her stomach until his fingertips can brush against the curve and swell of her breasts.
Pierce doesn’t care who’s all in the bar right now, his only focus is her and the perfect twist of her lips as she says she’s heard of his endeavors. And Pierce can’t do much but snort, inclining his head to press a brief kiss with the promise of more to the silken smooth skin against her cheek by her ear. “Might hurt for a second, but you’ll feel so much better after.” He withdraws, curls falling into his face as he scans her to see what she thinks. “You up for it?” A teasing taunt he knows she can’t refuse, not like Pierce needs permission at all for the plans surging through his head.
Pierce doesn’t care who’s all in the bar right now, his only focus is her and the perfect twist of her lips as she says she’s heard of his endeavors. And Pierce can’t do much but snort, inclining his head to press a brief kiss with the promise of more to the silken smooth skin against her cheek by her ear. “Might hurt for a second, but you’ll feel so much better after.” He withdraws, curls falling into his face as he scans her to see what she thinks. “You up for it?” A teasing taunt he knows she can’t refuse, not like Pierce needs permission at all for the plans surging through his head.
