She grinned and got up, adjusting her dress so that it somehow showed even more skin, then sashayed up to the man. Her hips swayed hypnotically as she walked, and she touched the man's arm before sidling up to him with a lazy smile. "Ciao, amore mio," she purred, laying on the false but believable Italian accent that she had picked up on. "I couldn't help but notice how lonely you looked."
((who's playing the guy))
nik looked on, eyebrows raised and straw pinched in his teeth.
((Well, knowing me, I'd just make him fall for her charm immediately…))
((does that mean me lmao))
((If you would be so kind))
((got it!))
he looked startled, looking at her with wide eyes. "i… i guess you could say that." he tried, unsure how to go on.
She pressed her body against his, putting her chest right over his arm. She looked up at him with hooded eyes. "I could help with that," she continued in a sultry voice, letting her tongue roll over the words seductively, continuing with the accent.
"could you?" he was slowly getting the rhythm. "how about i buy you a drink and we can discuss how to do that?"
She hummed with a smile. "Sounds great," she purred.
his face was definitely red, and he had a goofy smile on his face as he paid for her drink.
nik watched his face, trying not to laugh.
Tessa took a small sip of the drink that the guy bought for her, then grabbed his tie and pulled him down to her level, making them face to face and nearly nose to nose. "Shall we start… discussing?"
((spicy))
"y-yes!" he waited for her to lead the way
nik waved to catch tessa's attention, mouthing the words 'he's a bottom'.
She nearly choked on her laughter while trying to keep her cool. She pulled him further down and claimed his lips, though she found no pleasure from the kiss. Yeaaahhh, definitely not going any farther than this.
he seemed to be… enjoying himself, to say the least. nik was discreetly cracking up across the bar, and the guy was definitely hooked.
She made out with him for some time, then parted ways with a hickey on his neck and a fake number scribbled on a napkin.
Once she made it back to Nik, she scrunched up her face and downed her entire martini in one go.
"that bad? he looked inexperienced, but i cannot imagine how that went for you." he seemed both sympathetic and joking.
"He looks tough, but's too soft for my taste." The bartender immediately refilled her drink. She smiled sweetly at him.
"then let's see how he reacts to this. time to pull out the french. she's dusty, but she'll work." he polished off his drink, simultaneously walking and unbuttoning the first three buttons on his shirt. he arranged himself on the seat next to him, smiling sweetly. "bonjour, mon amour. comment tu t'appelles?"
((will you be the guy this time))
((Kay))
The man, still flustered from his encounter with Tess, slid his hazy eyes over to Nik, giving him a once over. "Ah–" he cleared his throat before smiling apologetically. "I don't speak French, sorry."
"ah, désolé. hello, what's your name?" he leaned over, hooking an arm around the guy's waist. he was a good few inches shorter, and played the height game as much as he could.
He simultaneously tensed and relaxed at Nik's touch, worked up by Tess and now Nik. "Ah, Zane. You?"
"amory." he purred. "you in the mood for a change of pace?"
His eyes flickered as he looked over Nik again. "I'd say I am."
"amazing. tell me, what would you like to happen in the near future? don't hold back, mon cher." at this point he was basically speaking into zane's neck, voice a murmur.
He didn't know exactly, but liked where it was going. He resorted to a husky "You tell me."
Tess sipped her drink as she watched, impressed with Nik's boldness and skill in the flirting department.