mentally undressing with each step toward their destination.

too many wants and needs clouds Durge's thoughts as he'd follow, trance-like. A perfect one to satiate his 'requests', seeing how he'd reduce him to a bitch in heat. Outwardly, he'd retain some composure, but certainly Lycaon could feel those pair of eyes searing behind him, >

An embarrassingly whiny half-moan slips by him the moment the kiss broke, lapping up the broken saliva trail before noticing the door began to open. Ah, right.

Not that it would have mattered; especially now that he's gotten his taste. Oh, to keep him there, driving his tongue down his throat...>>

claws pressed, threatening to rip the band of his pants.

a meal being taste-tested, preparing to devour.... oddly makes it all the more enticing.

Tongues frantically curl and coil around each other, wet slurps, heated gasps and breaths, gradually returning the same amount of vigor if not more. A hand firmly placed along the wolf's waist, >>

Introductions like these were no different from the suicidal drunkards at bars. Sadly, he's no different when it came to their bouts of lust. Such as now, the moment their maws met, Durge would quickly melt into his stupor. The way Lycaon overpowered right off the bat made him feel like >>

make eye contact once more, this accompanied with that "come here" gesture. Nh-

As if he were enthralled; hesitation— he swear his swallowing could be heard, then a slow movement to where they were within arm's reach.

“. . .”

they'd find themselves right to his soon-to-be hire, more specific his assets which seem to sway tantalizingly so with every step. Right until they reached within the elevator.
...
Slow, as expected. He loathed these things, or so his anxiety tells him. Impulse tugs at the reptile once the two >>

This, however, was different. There's enough tact in him to know he and Lycaon shared the same sentiment of what was to come. More shock was the fact, he had the restraint not to take him at that very moment. Even as "wandering eyes" would attempt to take in the gorgeous sights of the building, >>

He's accustomed to the staring, various reasons for such during his travels, mostly those spotting someone as foreign as Durge wandering around no different than some other beast. It never mattered, those were passing faces soon to be forgotten anyhow. >>

Such an offer only added fuel to figurative flames, furthering the list of what he'd request. Underlying eagerness began to seep through little fidgets to his cloths.

Getting ahead of himself— drinks, yes? How couldn't he accept? Feel free to lead the way. ♡

Hn. Sounds like one of many talents. Impressive enough to let certain... thoughts run through out of consideration.

And what of the rates? The stranger had but so much coin on him, unless he were to take other forms of payment.

And what is within the parameters of a 'small job'? Sounds as if these services are rather vast.

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a lust for power? or something else?