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03.Jan.20, 06:24 AM
"I'm a passable dancer," T'ryn replied, glancing down to his drink out of embarrassment. Doing so meant he missed N'mor creeping up on them and his embarrassment deepened as his friend praised him. He could move in time to the music and knew the steps to a few popular songs but there were definitely better and more confident dancers out there but he knew it was pointless to argue with N'mor and it would probably end with him having to show Cazan sometime.
"I really wasn't expecting such a reaction," he mumbled, taking a long swig of his juice and letting the two move into a conversation about commissioning work. That was something he was a lot more comfortable with and was happy that Cazelerias might end up with more work. He did momentarily tense up at the mentioning of him being sewn into the pants and wondered if anything else had been shared with Cazan about that time. It didn't seem like it, or at the very least, she didn't bring it up and T'ryn relaxed again, thankful to not have to think about his dick near other people again for a while.
"I was thinking about commissioning a pair of boots for you like these. But that would have required snooping through your wardrobe to find the right colour to get the accents in if I wanted to keep it a surprise." It was still tempting to order a piece for N'mor and it would be a lot easier to get it done now that his friend would already be going in and getting all measurements taken.
He laughed at Cazan calling his friends interesting and refilled his juice, "that's one way of putting it. They're all a handful in their own way but they keep me entertained." Sometimes a bit too much but he supposed he wouldn't trade any of them in. Except maybe Casa, he decided as he glanced up and saw her giving him another wicked grin. He should probably go talk to her, ask her to tone down the comments while they were among the Holders, but Casa did what she wanted so would it be worth the shot?
"If you don't mind, I'm going to leave you two alone for a moment while I go greet everyone properly and make them promise not to pester you too much when you get cornered by them." Honestly, N'mor was probably the only one he trusted enough to leave Cazan alone with. Everyone else would grill her about herself or tell stories about him or mention how cute they would be together. Vaera got a bit of that when he brought her last time and now T'ryn was wondering why he didn't just keep his mouth shut and bring her again since she would be used to them or just go solo.
Finishing his drink, T'ryn set down the cup and went off to greet his aunt before his dad and B'jin where he begged the men to try and behave. When he made his way closer to Casa, the damned woman smiled way too innocently and slipped out of the room leaving him with no option but to follow.
"I really wasn't expecting such a reaction," he mumbled, taking a long swig of his juice and letting the two move into a conversation about commissioning work. That was something he was a lot more comfortable with and was happy that Cazelerias might end up with more work. He did momentarily tense up at the mentioning of him being sewn into the pants and wondered if anything else had been shared with Cazan about that time. It didn't seem like it, or at the very least, she didn't bring it up and T'ryn relaxed again, thankful to not have to think about his dick near other people again for a while.
"I was thinking about commissioning a pair of boots for you like these. But that would have required snooping through your wardrobe to find the right colour to get the accents in if I wanted to keep it a surprise." It was still tempting to order a piece for N'mor and it would be a lot easier to get it done now that his friend would already be going in and getting all measurements taken.
He laughed at Cazan calling his friends interesting and refilled his juice, "that's one way of putting it. They're all a handful in their own way but they keep me entertained." Sometimes a bit too much but he supposed he wouldn't trade any of them in. Except maybe Casa, he decided as he glanced up and saw her giving him another wicked grin. He should probably go talk to her, ask her to tone down the comments while they were among the Holders, but Casa did what she wanted so would it be worth the shot?
"If you don't mind, I'm going to leave you two alone for a moment while I go greet everyone properly and make them promise not to pester you too much when you get cornered by them." Honestly, N'mor was probably the only one he trusted enough to leave Cazan alone with. Everyone else would grill her about herself or tell stories about him or mention how cute they would be together. Vaera got a bit of that when he brought her last time and now T'ryn was wondering why he didn't just keep his mouth shut and bring her again since she would be used to them or just go solo.
Finishing his drink, T'ryn set down the cup and went off to greet his aunt before his dad and B'jin where he begged the men to try and behave. When he made his way closer to Casa, the damned woman smiled way too innocently and slipped out of the room leaving him with no option but to follow.
