EZRA
Ugh, man, for someone so hot he sure is a sloppy fucking drunk. Not hot at all, and you arch a brow as he tries to leave his stool, considering for a moment just letting him fall. But you're better raised than that aren't you, Ezra?With a sigh you slip around the bar, putting your arm around his waist and eyeing the dragon skeptically, as though afraid it might attempt to eat you at any moment (which, like, for all you know maybe?). "C'mon, handsome, let's get you to the door, hm? Kitty, be nice."
You might not be made for manual labor, but you're fit and strong; it's easy to hold up his miniscule weight as you near the entrance to the bar. "Alright, kitten, get him home safe, hmm?" you instruct the dragon, before turning to look at Adam. "Honey, darling, tall dark and stormy- you have to be more responsible next time, or I'll have to cut you off, and Lord knows neither of us want that."
Slipping a hand beneath his chin, you tilt it up and place a gentle kiss on the man's gaunt cheek as though to soften the blow. "Alright, love- go sleep it off. Then come share some skills with me when you're sober enough to hold your dick."
I like it when you take control
Even if you know that you don't
Even if you know that you don't
