"Less you just gave me a cold," Zephyr replied, a bit of a shrug following. "Worth it if you did."
Oh. He did kind of have to pick himself up from there, nevermind the business where he was still wearing most of his clothes. And boots. He had absolutely no finesse about taking any of them off. Things got hurled onto the lonely suitor's chair and the boxers sort of at Jack.
Down to his tattoos and his wires, Zephyr flopped down on the bed and one by one began to pluck off his rings. To that, some echo of seductive slowness. "I wantcha on your side. Right, oh, how about there?"
Where he dropped the swirling pinkie ring with a bit of aquamarine set into it.
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Oh. He did kind of have to pick himself up from there, nevermind the business where he was still wearing most of his clothes. And boots. He had absolutely no finesse about taking any of them off. Things got hurled onto the lonely suitor's chair and the boxers sort of at Jack.
Down to his tattoos and his wires, Zephyr flopped down on the bed and one by one began to pluck off his rings. To that, some echo of seductive slowness. "I wantcha on your side. Right, oh, how about there?"
Where he dropped the swirling pinkie ring with a bit of aquamarine set into it.