EZRA
You watch the way she downs her drink, and ah, but that can only mean one of two things: either she's gearing up the courage to reject you, or she's gearing up the courage to say yes. Either way, you've won, because of she does reject you she's so obviously reluctant it means she wants it, just needs a bit more coaxing to get all the way to yes.And if she says yes, well... You already know what happens from there.
Mmm, it's a good view that comes with that answer, more scars and promising shadows beneath all that leather. Your grin is delighted and obviously an assent: "Let me get my coat, darling."
Swinging away from the counter (someone else can tap in), you proceed to take your sweet fucking time, sauntering around the back of the bar with a the subtlety of a bitch in heat. She'll be able to see the skirt now, and your long legs bare below the knee, and the fact that your flimsy top is secured with nothing but easily removable ties, and that you have the foinest ass in Caido.
You show this off before burying it beneath your cost, long and luxurious, leather and fur. Slipping around the counter, your hair now loose about your shoulders, you smirk to the pretty girl and extend an arm. "Lead the way, Ocean Eyes," you purr, your brown eyes hooded as you lick your lips.
isn't it lovely, all alone
heart made of glass
my mind made of stone
