10.Apr.21, 11:50 AM
Orgailian rolled his eyes as Maliah tried to get him to confess to or try to write smut. “Why write it when I can live it?” He finally commented after she finished reading the poem. He returned the grin, finding it hard to be truly annoyed when she was both pretty and complimenting his work. “But if you’re that interested, I might be tempted to write something for you sometime.” While he had never written it himself, he had read such scenes in the past and found they were very hit and miss. Actually, he wasn’t even sure he wanted to sully his notebook but what was writing if not pushing himself and challenging himself with a new theme?
He also realised he was purposely avoiding her question and finally gave a shrug after giving Maliah a long look of consideration. Despite her warning about herself, Orgailian appreciated her brusque nature and perhaps some critique wouldn’t hurt. “And I suppose I can read you some. Not many get that honour so feel special and lucky to whatever degree you’d like.” His grin was still in place as he gave a little sass back before flipping further back in his notebook to find some poems Maliah might like. Despite her interest in naked bodies, Orgailian had a suspicion she would care too much for the overly romantic ones. But then, he wasn’t sure he did either. He had been experimenting with various poetic devices at the time and ended up with some nauseating work.
He also realised he was purposely avoiding her question and finally gave a shrug after giving Maliah a long look of consideration. Despite her warning about herself, Orgailian appreciated her brusque nature and perhaps some critique wouldn’t hurt. “And I suppose I can read you some. Not many get that honour so feel special and lucky to whatever degree you’d like.” His grin was still in place as he gave a little sass back before flipping further back in his notebook to find some poems Maliah might like. Despite her interest in naked bodies, Orgailian had a suspicion she would care too much for the overly romantic ones. But then, he wasn’t sure he did either. He had been experimenting with various poetic devices at the time and ended up with some nauseating work.