Sink

Gil would stay still as she neared to nibble at his shoulder. This woman would be... just a play thing. In his mind, she was no more than entertainment. His life was busy and he needed relief every once in awhile. And as she hemmed and hawed over the decision, he was feeling rather impatient. Either make up her mind or not. "My land is large enough that you won't come across any crowds," he reassures her, leaning in to let his teeth nip at her cheek.

Smirking when she finally agreed to come along, Gil turned to leave. "Let us leave then and once we arrive, I'm sure you will make it more than worth my time," he nearly purrs with suggestion before taking a few more steps toward the entrance of the cave. Surely she would agree that the isle was a much better place to have some fun instead of this dingy cave.