03-21-2023, 09:12 PM
Jaxen read the vibe.
He was more than happy to be the meat for Zephyr’s paws. Even leaned into it when she dug those fingers into his hip. Of course, he had to peel himself away long enough to retrieve his coat from house-check. The feathers still plumed satisfactorily around his neck, but the layer wasn’t for warmth. As he followed her outside, the chill air prickled his chest. After the heat of the club, even the stank of the Red Light District was fresh as mountain air.
He licked his lips once more, scanning the street. He had a car drop him here, and it would only take a short summons for it to return. If they needed it. Zephyr was hitting the nail on the head, though. Playing into the roles. He approved mightily.
“You’re the one hitting on me. You tell me what you want to do.” Oh he knew what she wanted to do. But Jaxen wanted her to work for it, at least a little.
There was no need to lean out here, but he did lower his voice just enough to offer a suggestion. Granted, it was illegal. Not that he really cared. But the drama built the bad-boy intrigue she was clearly into than actual worry over getting arrested. Not like it would be his first night spent in a holding cell.
“But I have an idea. Ever done P?”
He watched her reaction to see if she’d heard of it. There was a place they were sure to find some. And maybe the fun kind of dirty sex as well. If she was into that. If not, he kept a good stash of the street-legal recs in the kitchen cabinet.
He was more than happy to be the meat for Zephyr’s paws. Even leaned into it when she dug those fingers into his hip. Of course, he had to peel himself away long enough to retrieve his coat from house-check. The feathers still plumed satisfactorily around his neck, but the layer wasn’t for warmth. As he followed her outside, the chill air prickled his chest. After the heat of the club, even the stank of the Red Light District was fresh as mountain air.
He licked his lips once more, scanning the street. He had a car drop him here, and it would only take a short summons for it to return. If they needed it. Zephyr was hitting the nail on the head, though. Playing into the roles. He approved mightily.
“You’re the one hitting on me. You tell me what you want to do.” Oh he knew what she wanted to do. But Jaxen wanted her to work for it, at least a little.
There was no need to lean out here, but he did lower his voice just enough to offer a suggestion. Granted, it was illegal. Not that he really cared. But the drama built the bad-boy intrigue she was clearly into than actual worry over getting arrested. Not like it would be his first night spent in a holding cell.
“But I have an idea. Ever done P?”
He watched her reaction to see if she’d heard of it. There was a place they were sure to find some. And maybe the fun kind of dirty sex as well. If she was into that. If not, he kept a good stash of the street-legal recs in the kitchen cabinet.