02.Aug.18, 07:38 PM
Mylorah noticed a few things. One, N’mor still seemed to be humouring her but he was actually answering, somewhat. The fact that he skipped answering whether or not he was happy was noted as well, but like she had said, it was kind of obvious that he was and she knew he wouldn’t stick around if he wasn’t. And while he didn’t flat out say he was dating Z’rin, N’mor also didn’t say he wasn’t and the fact that he answered how long they had been together; Mylorah was satisfied and convinced the bluerider was the right guess after all.
She stared at N’mor for a moment when he laughed and told her to guess the answers to her own naughty questions. That earned a laugh of her own and Mylorah was close to saying she was only teasing and didn’t need answers but figured she might as well keep playing along in their weird game. It wasn’t often N’mor even tolerated her enough for simple small talk and here he was kind of opening up to her and she was having fun.
“Hm. Well, given how lazy you are,” he wasn’t at all lazy, Mylorah knew how hard N’mor worked at everything, especially after losing his arm, but they were clearly going to pick on each other tonight and her grin made it clear she was still being playful and didn’t think such a thing of him, “I’d say you’d just lie there as he takes you but given you’re a snooty bronzerider that likes to be right and in control, I’m going to assume he’s actually the bottom.”
While she was confident in that guess, she wasn’t at all sure what position or location would be his favourite. Knowing N’mor, he’d also turn it all around and assume what she guessed were her favourites. “I’m going to combine the questions and answer with bent over this table.” She was making an exaggerated face of disgust and about to point out how gross it was to eat on that table now when she spotted his couch. How long had he had that? With another laugh she shook her head and hands, “wait, wait. I change my answer to the couch. Looks large and comfy, especially if there’s a bluerider lying on it for you to lounge on top of after a strenuous work out.”
She stared at N’mor for a moment when he laughed and told her to guess the answers to her own naughty questions. That earned a laugh of her own and Mylorah was close to saying she was only teasing and didn’t need answers but figured she might as well keep playing along in their weird game. It wasn’t often N’mor even tolerated her enough for simple small talk and here he was kind of opening up to her and she was having fun.
“Hm. Well, given how lazy you are,” he wasn’t at all lazy, Mylorah knew how hard N’mor worked at everything, especially after losing his arm, but they were clearly going to pick on each other tonight and her grin made it clear she was still being playful and didn’t think such a thing of him, “I’d say you’d just lie there as he takes you but given you’re a snooty bronzerider that likes to be right and in control, I’m going to assume he’s actually the bottom.”
While she was confident in that guess, she wasn’t at all sure what position or location would be his favourite. Knowing N’mor, he’d also turn it all around and assume what she guessed were her favourites. “I’m going to combine the questions and answer with bent over this table.” She was making an exaggerated face of disgust and about to point out how gross it was to eat on that table now when she spotted his couch. How long had he had that? With another laugh she shook her head and hands, “wait, wait. I change my answer to the couch. Looks large and comfy, especially if there’s a bluerider lying on it for you to lounge on top of after a strenuous work out.”