11-26-2023, 08:57 PM
Juls laughed. "You don't look like a saint either, милый." She made it up to him for offending him. "You have the look of a hellion about you." She ran her fingers down the edge of one his scars. "And not because of these lovely scars. It's the look in your eyes, forgive my phrasing, that fire that says you are trouble." She moved around him running her fingers across his skin and arms until she was behind him again and whispering in his ears. "I like trouble."
Juls let her alter ego Pyro Moon dazzle the money man with fewer words and more touching.
[[ooc not sure where you wanna go with this, feel free to mod Juls as necessary ]]