-Thorn-
One day, a long time ago, the courtesan might have been wholly surprised by the suggestion of venturing to the Grounds for some random festival. These days, though, with someone to tug him out and about (gladly, he might add), Thorn’s more than willing to pack a bag and trek out to yet another muddy region just for fun. At least, he hopes so, though something tells him she’s looking for a certain somebody in the mix.
Either way, the courtesan snickers a little under his breath – dressed up in a leather jacket to keep the rain from seeping in on him entirely, with a lacy nothing worn beneath it to give a bit of a view of something else. “I’ve already heard two announcements ‘bout orgies, so yeah.. I’d say so.” He whispers back with mischief, snickering again.
Snagging the drink that Colt grabs for him, he clinks his back in a little toast with her, taking a sip of the cosmopolitan and relishing in the fruitiness of it before settling – holding the glass by the stem so his hands don’t heat it up. “So, whatcha wanna do first? Or are we…” Stealthing? He seems to convey to her by the bounce of his brows.
Either way, the courtesan snickers a little under his breath – dressed up in a leather jacket to keep the rain from seeping in on him entirely, with a lacy nothing worn beneath it to give a bit of a view of something else. “I’ve already heard two announcements ‘bout orgies, so yeah.. I’d say so.” He whispers back with mischief, snickering again.
Snagging the drink that Colt grabs for him, he clinks his back in a little toast with her, taking a sip of the cosmopolitan and relishing in the fruitiness of it before settling – holding the glass by the stem so his hands don’t heat it up. “So, whatcha wanna do first? Or are we…” Stealthing? He seems to convey to her by the bounce of his brows.
// let's fall in love for the night //
