LOCKE
Her question earns a snort from him. "Tha's a goo' poin'. Promise I can find yer clit though." It's merely a statement but it's true. Locke is a pretty insecure dude but he knows sex. Or he hopes he does. Nah, he does. He is pretty drunk right now though and that doesn't stop him from ordering another drink. It also doesn't stop him from biting his own lip, mirroring her. Maeve does it all the time and his favorite pass time is replacing her bite with his own. Maybe she'll let him indulge in that too.
He whistles lowly as she tosses the dart, clearly impressed with it. She steps out of his way just enough to give him room but they're pressed close together. Not that he minds. He gives her a crooked grin, "Only if you let me top you later.." He's so good with words. He, however, is not good at throwing while this drunk. He ends up further from the center than he wants. He huffs quietly, trying to figure out how many points he has. He looks at Ru, "Twenty." At least he hit the board..
He whistles lowly as she tosses the dart, clearly impressed with it. She steps out of his way just enough to give him room but they're pressed close together. Not that he minds. He gives her a crooked grin, "Only if you let me top you later.." He's so good with words. He, however, is not good at throwing while this drunk. He ends up further from the center than he wants. He huffs quietly, trying to figure out how many points he has. He looks at Ru, "Twenty." At least he hit the board..
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies
