// object of desire //
“Ha, yeah, y’might find line dancin’ to be your thing then.” At least it had plenty of space just in case you did lose your balance. And honestly? Maybe Colt could help guide them like she’d done for him. But, regardless of the things he’s been up to, he’s more invested in the urgency of which his friend had reached out to him, sinking down into the seat and leaning across the table a touch closer to him, immediately taking note of the reddening of his ears.
And honestly? It makes so much sense, and while he doesn’t say that aloud in case it makes Zavien more uncomfortable, the curve of his smile is gentle and sweet - not unlike something he might offer to a client coming to him for the first time. “S’not weird.” He was his friend, after all, and Thorn was well versed in it. It was his job, after all.
“I can say that the more panicked ya are about it, the more likely y’are to make it weird.” He reaches out, trying to snag Zavien’s hand or arm to urge the point, long fingertips dancing along his arm in a small soothing motion to try and calm the worry he knows is just going to spread more. “Communication’s important, Zav. When it gets down t’it, tell her its your first time. If she’s uncomfortable, you’re gonna wanna know so you can fix it. ‘Sides, the act itself can be a lil uncomfortable dependin’ on what you’re tryin’ to do, but I don’t think yer ready for acrobatics yet, huh?” He asks with a soft laugh, withdrawing to sit up a touch and prop his elbows on the table as he considers him. “Let’s start with the basics, okay? You know what feels good to you, right?”
And honestly? It makes so much sense, and while he doesn’t say that aloud in case it makes Zavien more uncomfortable, the curve of his smile is gentle and sweet - not unlike something he might offer to a client coming to him for the first time. “S’not weird.” He was his friend, after all, and Thorn was well versed in it. It was his job, after all.
“I can say that the more panicked ya are about it, the more likely y’are to make it weird.” He reaches out, trying to snag Zavien’s hand or arm to urge the point, long fingertips dancing along his arm in a small soothing motion to try and calm the worry he knows is just going to spread more. “Communication’s important, Zav. When it gets down t’it, tell her its your first time. If she’s uncomfortable, you’re gonna wanna know so you can fix it. ‘Sides, the act itself can be a lil uncomfortable dependin’ on what you’re tryin’ to do, but I don’t think yer ready for acrobatics yet, huh?” He asks with a soft laugh, withdrawing to sit up a touch and prop his elbows on the table as he considers him. “Let’s start with the basics, okay? You know what feels good to you, right?”
THORN
