take me home tonight

The young Abraxas didn’t feel very confident in his ability to flirt, he and Banshee had just kind of fallen into each other. This woman seemed so much different than the fanged warrior. The young man didn’t miss the not so subtle glances she offered, her long lashes blinking over beautiful blue eyes. He’d seen Pyrrhic and his own mate and children, and he knew what was expected of him as an Abraxas. The sudden thoughts of a future together made him blush beneath his dark fur and he put the foolish idea aside. She was just looking at him. Surely.

Iroh looked to Sarabi who was politely sipping her tea and blatantly ignoring both of them. She was impressed Iroh had been learning from Benkos when it came to speaking to women but how much could he do on his own? The mandrill gave the young man a little look before turning over her mug, offering both wolves a quick bow, and made her retreat to the canopy above.

He looked back up to the beauty before him, her fur catching the light and making her sparkle in his presence. Iroh tried to keep his expression showing the interest he had in her every word, instead of taken off guard. He was amused by her answer, but the follow up might have made him choke on his tea. So he wasn’t immune to this feeling between them? They were alone now, the thought made him shift lightly in his place.

”Just as good as a dancing bear?” He asked for clarification as he found his senses once more. His features returned to their more natural place in an almost serious manner as he lifted blue and lavender gaze back up to hers. Iroh felt a sudden surge of daring intrigue as he asked, ”and after you’ve finished your tea?”