05.Jan.20, 11:20 PM
N'vian listened to what she was saying with half an ear as his eyes roved over her. She was sleek and slender, dark-haired and quite lovely to look at. She was all the things that hit all his buttons. The only thing about her that had him thinking twice was how much younger she was than him and that K'tir was her father. He highly doubted the brownrider would feel top-notch about N'vian defiling his daughter. If it was N'vian he'd probably break someone's nose. "I can see where the confusion could happen," he agreed with an eye crinkling smile. "Do you mind if I call you Kat?" he asked her with a twinkle in his eye, "Maybe Kitten instead?"
He sipped at his wine as she continued her speech. She was adorable, he'd give her that and a hand reached out to twine a bit of her hair around his finger before dropping it again. He shifted a little closer to her, propping an ankle on his knee and turned just slightly to face her a little more. What harm was a little flirting? Give her something to giggle about with her little friends. A bronzerider flirting with a girl had to be one of the highlights of her life, especially one like N'vian.
"A little chocolate to win you over, you say?" he chuckled, "Just chocolate? Nothing else?" Every second she talked, N'vian was a little more delighted with her. "I like a girl that's good with her hands," he told her with a lazy wink and raise of his brow. Would she understand the innuendo or was it wasted on her?
He sipped at his wine as she continued her speech. She was adorable, he'd give her that and a hand reached out to twine a bit of her hair around his finger before dropping it again. He shifted a little closer to her, propping an ankle on his knee and turned just slightly to face her a little more. What harm was a little flirting? Give her something to giggle about with her little friends. A bronzerider flirting with a girl had to be one of the highlights of her life, especially one like N'vian.
"A little chocolate to win you over, you say?" he chuckled, "Just chocolate? Nothing else?" Every second she talked, N'vian was a little more delighted with her. "I like a girl that's good with her hands," he told her with a lazy wink and raise of his brow. Would she understand the innuendo or was it wasted on her?