๐ - oookay gotta vanish for a bit, buuut if I owe you a reply or starter or anything, do feel free to bump me and I'll get to it later most likely-!
His robes are a v e r y deliberate choice.
Sure, he c o u l d wear some more traditional gear- pants, shirt, so on- but he's found that the veritable dragon's hoard of an ass he's been gifted with is a tad 'distracting' to others, when not properly covered.-
"By the gods, so, SO many utterly ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ฃ๐๐ก๐ฎ built men around, bodies sculpted like they're chiseled out of stone. . ."
Purring; the sound dripping with. . . 'excitement'.
"Enough to make a man swoon. . .~"
Hah! Maybe, maybe not. . . No way anyone will find out until he visits.
Whiiich. . . He's going to go ahead and do so. No time like the present, after all.~
There's only one way to find out who they are and what they're like, right?
Who knows? Maybe he'll like their way of life so much he'll never want to leave. <3
-- to be more 'blunt', yes. . ."
Shuddering, tail slithering about to return the favour, in a sense. Curling about the monster's muscular, large frame and hooking behind his back, giving an encouraging tug.
-- it open.
"Nnnnhahah. . . G-goodness, you are through with your inspections, aren't you. . ?"
And that aroma. . . Certainly had the cryomancer's body running hot-! Blush warming his cheeks, while his arousal steadily spiked.
"You've. . . Most certainly my permission to --
Such forwardness-!
Then again, Mynt seemed to be all for it; letting a shuddering gasp out as he was so unceremoniously tugged at and stretched; that plump, supple rim twitching and quivering against those exploring, testing digits- and doubly so when that thumb went to tug --
(V) " You've no need to fret, we are respectful to art and artist. Those who lack the ability to listen rightfully lose the right to enjoy. "
Mynt would still feel that tail but there indeed was no pressure behind it, those hips however...Muscle ripples against hips, pulling the
"Why, you've my utmost thanks for the flattery."
A final few moments of physical affection for the Jolteon before that hand is trailing away, folding behind his back alongside the other.
"By the way; I'm Mynt. It's a pleasure, dear.~"
Surge managed a toothy grin as he looked up at them, blushing beet red at this point. He wasn't used to any kind of...flatery.
Rubbing against their thigh as he nuzzled it lightly.
"I've...been told as such," he said with a chuckle. "Could say the same about you...~"
๐ - The urge to just be shamelessly 110% kinky on here just like on my other accounts is unreal lmao
Alas, it'd be SO out of character for Mynt to act like that- at the very least, publicly
Oh, most certainly; he's already intrigued by the creatures, why wouldn't he wish to get a better idea?
In fact, doing so now sounds. . . quite tempting.