the devil is not as black as he is painted
Safrin seemed to preen a bit at the compliment, raising a perfectly sculpted brow as the cork was unceremoniously pulled out between Adam's teeth. Though if she disapproved, she certainly didn't show it. "Strong and sweet, huh?" She noted with a small smirk, wondering if the similarity was intentional or mere happenstance.
"I do, don't I?" Safrin agreed before raising the glass to her nose and taking a small and seemingly dainty sniff before downing the entire thing with a satisfied sigh at the end. "Another, if you please." She purred, holding the glass out to him.
"I do, don't I?" Safrin agreed before raising the glass to her nose and taking a small and seemingly dainty sniff before downing the entire thing with a satisfied sigh at the end. "Another, if you please." She purred, holding the glass out to him.
