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Table for one
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Mik was eyeing cat-girl- cuz fuck but the way her ears poked out her hair and the way she moved reminded him of Nala at home- well that and the way her outfit hugged her body and suddenly he wanted to peel her outfit off....talk about needing a tongue bath. He found himself running his tongue along his lips...


Wait. What? Where was he? Ok, yeah. So. At bar. Titos and pink grapefruit. Catlady in front. And lime tattoo at his side. And lime tattoo says hi. And Mik laughs because the Lady laughs. Those fucking tattoos...

He glanced at lime tattoo with an easy grin. "I like your accent. American, huh?" He turned his face to him, but not in a flirty way. "On vacation or here to take in the wonders of Moscow."

Yeah. You fucking know the way he looked said he was one of those wonders. But he winked to poke the hole in the baloon. All a joke. The universe a joke.

Then a grin and nod. "Nice work, bro," referring to his tattoos. Mik never quite got why they turned him on. Maybe it was something about tracing them with his finger....and more. Always led to interesting stories. And places  

He knew his own work was covered but enough showed around his neck, especially with the notch vee he wore. He was partial to Arabic script and iconography. Fuck if he knew what it meant. But art it was and you could see it on his open chest and collar bone and neck above his shirt.

Another sip, eyes on stange. "In town long?"
"Good and ill. 
We're like the wind, 
we blows both ways."
- Mad Sweeney, American Gods
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Table for one - by Andre DuBois - 05-30-2019, 01:05 AM
RE: Table for one - by Mikhail - 05-30-2019, 07:50 PM
RE: Table for one - by Nox - 06-13-2019, 06:21 PM
RE: Table for one - by Andre DuBois - 06-23-2019, 06:25 PM
RE: Table for one - by Mikhail - 06-24-2019, 05:12 AM
RE: Table for one - by Lih - 06-24-2019, 02:47 PM
RE: Table for one - by Nox - 06-24-2019, 02:56 PM
RE: Table for one - by Lih - 06-26-2019, 06:22 PM
RE: Table for one - by Andre DuBois - 07-02-2019, 11:17 PM
RE: Table for one - by Ryker - 07-09-2019, 11:55 PM
RE: Table for one - by Mikhail - 07-10-2019, 06:30 PM
RE: Table for one - by Andre DuBois - 07-11-2019, 11:13 PM
RE: Table for one - by Ryker - 07-11-2019, 11:43 PM
RE: Table for one - by Mikhail - 07-12-2019, 08:33 PM
RE: Table for one - by Vena - 07-12-2019, 08:37 PM
RE: Table for one - by Lih - 07-22-2019, 05:44 PM
RE: Table for one - by Andre DuBois - 08-10-2019, 04:27 PM

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