'I want the K'
Meme;; // Accepting
19: Back of the hand
It wasn’t like him to just pop in and then leave. Usually, he would stay for different reasons. Mostly, because he missed the freedom of this world. The fresh air, the people, never the same faces. Plus, mingling with a bunch of women was a great past time. Magnolia held such great ones as well, and the radiant ones lingered within the guild. Lucky for him, access was always granted for him to swing by for a visit.
An extra boost of charm was in his blood and speech this day as his hand lightly caressed another in his own, genuinely. This hand was connected to none other then a beauty, luscious brown curls ran down her back like a waterfall, and skin so soft he could wrap himself around it. Maybe it was how she looked or the way he felt, but a kiss was placed upon her hand and followed it up with an alluring hello . Chaste, and a thumb ran across her knuckles tenderly. A source of affection he willingly gave to one whom might appreciate it. One of such taste with a hint of alcohol behind it. Maybe he caught her a tiny bit over the influence, and it could sway his little act.
“ Long time no see, still I see that even with time gone by, your beauty hasn’t aged a day. As for the habits. ”
