Which are you?
01-23-2015, 09:56 PM
The charmer’s pleased gaze traced a mirrored smirk, then followed the curve of mischievous lips back up to blue eyes. He blinked a few times, allowing his stare to linger upon the stranger’s for a few long seconds. The other’s words sank into perked ears, eliciting a feeling of amusement and encouragement. ”By a tall, dark man lurking around an orchard? Count me breakfast, lunch, and dinner,” he purred, inhaling and taking a step forward to stretch his lithe body out. And with his lecherous reply, so would any chance of formalities be obliterated. Not that Nagendra minded; the exchange of polite introductions and “getting-to-knows” was a slow and stumbling process that he had little care for. And at least this way, if this man was at all dangerous (and heterosexual) he would probably be driven off by the sheer lewdness of Nagendra’s flirtations.
He pulled a hind leg forward to stabilize himself from the stretch and then took another step out and to the left, giving an air of forged caution as he kept distance, though his smirk remained. ”Do you find yourself asking that question to most company that comes across you, though?” he’d ask with another slow step, his tail tip twitching at his ankles. Silence was unacceptable at the moment, so a question would do good to keep it at bay.
He pulled a hind leg forward to stabilize himself from the stretch and then took another step out and to the left, giving an air of forged caution as he kept distance, though his smirk remained. ”Do you find yourself asking that question to most company that comes across you, though?” he’d ask with another slow step, his tail tip twitching at his ankles. Silence was unacceptable at the moment, so a question would do good to keep it at bay.