#draconicsorcery

[penelopeloremaker]

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"You can't hold your liquor, can you?" he mused with a little grin, leaning down and helping her up. "Alright, no more juice for you, Nel. Time for some water and then you should lie down." His tail twitched in amusment, carting her over to the fire and offering her a canteen of water. "Sip on that, I'll get you something to wipe your face off with."

"I don't know... I haven't drank much since I was turned..." Penelope said with a little bit of a giggle as Bor led her to sit at the fire. "I didn't know feeding off a drunken kobold would make me a drunken Nelly." She giggled again, then had an absolutely horrified look on her face. "Don't tell Astarion! He'll tease me terribly!"

[tryckthebardarchive]

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"Honestly, I'm a horrible idea," Bor murmured with a little cocky grin. "But everyone makes bad decisions from time to time, hmm?"

"Oh, I make bad decisions all the time." Tryck said, matching his grin with a small chuckle. His relationship with Bor was complicated, to say the least. They'd crossed paths a time or two, it was inevitable with the sorcerer working for Nine-Fingers and Tryck being the conning thief that he was. A time or two they'd stolen from each other, or beaten each other to a certain mark. It was a rivalry, certainly, but not an unpleasant one.

Tryck honestly considered it flirting.

"I try to make at least one bad decision a day. In fact, I'm about to make one of the worst decisions I possibly could..." His Cheshire grin turned a little more flirtatious, a little more seductive as he moved closer to Bor and pressed a fast and firm kiss against the tiefling's lips, one hand reaching up to grip at Bor's arm and pull him in closer. He let this kiss linger for a long moment, pulling back with that grin returning as he darted his tongue out to lick the taste of Bor off his lips.

"But was it really that bad of a decision?" He asked, looking over Bor's face to gauge his reaction. He couldn't guess if the tiefling would shove him away or pull him in for another, and that tickled him in all the right ways.