I still just. I know I need to write more Collared but I want to get back to writing them FLIRTING not FIGHTING...!!!
“Are you planning to be my bartender?” The elegantly dressed heir inquired, seeming to glide across the floor rather than walk, with long robes brushing along the floor lightly. Regardless, Tony didn’t miss the distinct shape of Laevateinn tucked in against their side.
“I think I’d have to drink a considerable amount of alcohol before I could figure out anything good enough to serve you, Highness, but if you’d like me to get that drunk I’m sure I could oblige,” he teased with a little grin, pulling out the seat beside him in offering.
“My, that sounds tempting. Drinking does have a habit of loosening lips…”
“If you want a kiss you can just ask,” Tony winked, finding himself pleasantly warmed by the surprised laugh Loptr gave.
“You’re bold, I’ll give you that, Anthony.”
