make a mark, plant a flag
02-15-2021, 09:42 PM
“I like my kisses with a little heat….” This statement pulled a throaty hum from him. Welp, that was it. He didn't care if he froze to death out here. He needed to get to know this woman. After a beat Tyrian too got to his paws. While it was safer on the ground as his chances of busting his ass or his chin on the ice were minimized, if he stayed down he was liable to freeze those parts instead. It was a lose/lose situation made better only by the presence of a beautiful and saucy woman. And, he supposed, by her cat companion whose chilly feet were like little icicles on his nape. She leaned against him lightly and he had to fight to both not slide and to appear as though he wasn't struggling to stay upright. It was a tough order, but he was determined and for the moment able to hold his ground. Time was a merciless bitch though and every second that ticked by was one closer, most likely, to him face planting. Which meant he needed to make them all count. Keetie and Spice. How delicious. In truth the woman could have introduced herself as anything and he'd have thought it a lovely name simply because she herself was so easy on the eyes. Tyrian was willing to bet she made everything brighter and more sexy with her presence alone. "Yeah? I'm Tyrian and uh," he smirked, "If this," he gestured broadly, indicating the whole situation thus far. "Passes as a greeting for you I can't wait to get to know you better." As for his cape... "For you my dear, of course. The catch, however, is that you have to explore the bridge with me." His eyes went up in thought for a second before darting back to her impishly. "Which I suppose you would have to do anyway since I have your cat." "" |
