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lustriousxlion replied to your post: The quiet in the library gave him a rare...
“Why, for the company of a beautiful woman of course~.” A smooth retort to be sure and added with small bow for an dramatic gesture.
He was always so -- dramatic when he spoke, and entered. Amusing, really, and she couldn’t help but to smile at these antics of his. What a dork.
“ Mhm... Well seems like the library is a good place to start. Many woman come here, so you get your pick I guess.”
The quiet in the library gave him a rare opportunity to admire from afar; though it was irregular of him, he saw another facet of Lucy that shined through, another aspect of her character that drew him to her side, leaving him bereft & wanting her attention. Yet his approach was calm, soft footfalls approached steadily while his smile was soft. "There you are. Come here often, Princess~?"
Eyes would graze titles, intently. They were trying spot a specific book for a little light reading later tonight. She had recently finished her library order from the month before, and craved new stories and adventure. Maybe this time something in the romance department, just to mix things up a notch. With interest in mind and finding desire within her choice of genre, fingertips landed on an intriguing title. Hands pulled the book down, browsing through the pages and articulate art that popped up from time to time.
What she didn’t expect was company to prowl at her side. She could feel the eyes of a predator on her like a target, one that dusted her cheeks of pink. His tone was playful, husky and one she knew all too well. It was the tone of wooing, something so natural for him to acquire. Though she appreciated his notion, eyes did not leave the pages of the book, but a little smile tugged the corner of her lip nonetheless.
“ Not as often as you, I presume. ”
Referring to the very attractive women lurking around these shelves. Of course this was the place to prowl for women. Yet, he came up to her – which seemed odd.
“ What is it that you need, Loke?? ”
#'How 'bout I be your slave master~?'
"How about-- no."
