And they lived comfortably ever after, boob in hand
Continuing to hunt for werefiend inspiration in the House of Midnight, revelry of any sort is a bright enough beacon to drag Quentin out to the chillier, less sexy side of King's End, otherwise known as its docks. Robed in dark wool tailoring layered neatly against the cold, every sleek line and precise fit carries him with all the cheer of Deepfrost that's earned by staying dry and cozy rather than brightly decorated. Though by no means impervious to the season’s bite, nor opposed to the right kind of it when properly placed, he more than gratefully reaches for the dark rum meant to warm him from the inside out.
Tipping back the first gulp of spiced heat, a flavor that he rolls properly in his mouth first before swallowing, he allows the party to do much the same to him as he wades into its excited throng. Fishing out a small book from his charcoal overcoat's inner pocket, using the hand not currently buoying his drink, he thumbs it open. Ink scratches out a flowing script against the page freshly laid bare while his bright gaze hooks on the clumsy sailor being used like a tug-o-war rope between two blondes.
The unsuspecting next victim of the curse may find himself improved by it. Sometimes silver linings are fastened out of cum, as the sailor will consider his bumbling antics blessed anew with the fever pitch of lust that's about to strike him through.
Tipping back the first gulp of spiced heat, a flavor that he rolls properly in his mouth first before swallowing, he allows the party to do much the same to him as he wades into its excited throng. Fishing out a small book from his charcoal overcoat's inner pocket, using the hand not currently buoying his drink, he thumbs it open. Ink scratches out a flowing script against the page freshly laid bare while his bright gaze hooks on the clumsy sailor being used like a tug-o-war rope between two blondes.
The unsuspecting next victim of the curse may find himself improved by it. Sometimes silver linings are fastened out of cum, as the sailor will consider his bumbling antics blessed anew with the fever pitch of lust that's about to strike him through.
Quentin
