Ezra
I like it when you take control
Even if you know that you don't
Apparently you're the only one who didn't get the memo about what kinda party this is actually gonna be, but hey, you're certainly flexible. More people show up, and you grin winningly at Rexanna, bowing elegantly to the woman who saved your ass from the Labyrinth and those confounding, miserable squirrels. The plan would be to greet her more soundly, but Edy's got you by the Even if you know that you don't
As for your acts? "Darling, not to worry," you purr, smiling at the red-head woman. "I've got talents for every occasion." Oh, yeah, but you do - your lord din't raise no fool. You can sing. You can dance. You can suck a dick like it's the only source of sustenance in the world, or trace the patterns of a woman's body to make her ache and moan.
So you go with Edy, compliant and obedient, ready to be summoned into action. The room is small and steamy, definitely not the sort of place for putting on a show- at least, not one of the cabaret calibers in your royal experiences. Edy drops you and you linger back, a low rumble rising beneath your waistband, a heavy and hungry and lusty need that usually you have a lot more control over. Weird. Weird, but hey, go with the flow, right? Lucas and Edrei seem to have paired off, and Rexanna is all over the pretty Italian.
That leaves you with the lovely Lily to question and amuse.
You saunter up to your hostess, still not particularly sure what's going on. Reaching down to take her hand and raise it to your lips, you bow down just enough that you're looking up at the pretty woman with curious and heavily lashed eyes. "So tell me, my lovely gilded Lily- what sort of acts were you looking for, again?"
