Wildest Dreams

Hey now, just because I don't chase after married women.. or men, doesn't make me a unicorn. He acted like the implication hurt him, but in reality he knew that someone like him, especially someone like him, didn't really pay attention to a wedding ring most of the time. When the mood struck, it struck, and was acted upon, with no never mind to the repercussions. He didn't like that, not after how his own family had been broke up; even if it hadn't been sex, they had still been broken.

Dorothy doesn't sound like much of a friend if she convinces the others to leave you behind. Now I'm very glad that I found you. I'll be your companion the rest of the evening, so that your pass into the City isn't wasted. More to drink, or would you like to walk to another bar? Is there a show you want to go see, a song I could sing you, or would you like to dance some more, fair maiden? He kept count of her drinks, and the amount of people in the bar. Poor thing was going to have a headache in the morning, but he'd make sure she got home safe and sound. He didn't like the look of a guy over in the corner, but that was neither here nor there, at the moment, it was the lady's name day, and he was determined to make it a happy one for her.

When that third cup went down, and she playfully asked not to mention her name day, he nodded his head, the corners of his mouth tugging downwards a moment, as if he were tasting the words and trying to decide what to do with them. In reality, he had to frown to not immediately tease back about having a bad name-day. It was almost cliche, but she hadn't done anything to deserve that observation being voiced, and he wasn't far enough into his cups to let his filter down enough for it to even be a drunken slip. So instead he made a grab for that hand of hers that was flopping around, and he turned the appendage over, so that her palm was up, before he leaned down and pressed a kiss to the skin there. Deal. He rose back up, grinning, if you'll forgive a little flirtation from here to where ever this night leads us.

@Seraphine Salvo