The white sheep of the family
Loren just chuckled darkly again, tutting slightly. "Oh, you know. Why everyone's so into you. I don't get it." His eyes were as taunting as his voice as he stared Sunjata down.
When the bartender's clawed hand came to rest on the healer's hip he let out a little growl. Letting his own hand trail lower, he dismissed the claws, relying simply on his fingernails to continue scratching down the other man's side until they came to rest on his thigh. "Only one way to find out." Another challenge.
With that, Loren pulled Sunjata's face closer, but didn't close the distance entirely. Instead, the healer hovered with his lips almost touching the bartender's.
When the bartender's clawed hand came to rest on the healer's hip he let out a little growl. Letting his own hand trail lower, he dismissed the claws, relying simply on his fingernails to continue scratching down the other man's side until they came to rest on his thigh. "Only one way to find out." Another challenge.
With that, Loren pulled Sunjata's face closer, but didn't close the distance entirely. Instead, the healer hovered with his lips almost touching the bartender's.
Will blood tell
