First time, thats nice and sweet kisses maybe?
First Time – Who was your first time with?
“Huh.” He leaned back and scratched his chin thoughtfully. “That was a long time ago, and…” Licking his lips, his eyes turn to yours with a wistful smile. “Hey, brother-” a mischievous grin appeared on his face. “-whatcha thinking?” Leaning forward, elbows propped up on the table nexty to his bear, his face fell serious. “Let’s see…”.
“I must’ve been, what…13?” he asked to himself more than anyone else around the table. “It was terrible!” his eyebrows shot up at that particular comment, and he took another swig of his bottle, lightly turning it in his hands.
“She was a sweet girl, probably looking to piss off her family.” The bottle was placed gently back on the table. “What was her name…” he spoke softly.
“Triss’tokess.” her name fell flat on his voice.
“We left Csilla together, looking for a better tomorrow.” the words came out like barely a whisper, and his gaze turned towards his hands, cradling the air like it was a painful memory.
“Haven’t heard from her in ages now.” A half smile formed on his beer stained lips.
“Heard she settled down, found a good man, all that shite.”
That’s Nice – Name something you want to try in bed and will.
Grinning from ear to ear, the struggled noise in his throat died down as he leaned back in his chair. “Whoah, now!” His hearty laugh blanded in with the smoke in the air. “Been called a liar, a cheater and a fool, but never was I asked what I’d like to try in such a casual manner!” He shook his head once, then looked back in a most smug way.
Looking towards the bar where Kaila had gone to grab another beer for herself, he gestured you down towards the table, almost like he was about to tell you a secret.
And just like that he lightly hit the palm of his hand on the back of your head with a dead serious expression. “I ain’t gonna talk shit about what she and I do in private.”
Sweet Kisses – Are you a good kisser?
“Who, me?” He mockingly pointed to himself, like he hadn’t gotten the question right. “Might have heard a thing or two about what I am, but a good kisser?” He got up from his chair, grabbed his empty bottle and sternly made his way towards the bar which Kaila had just turned away from.
He brushed up against her, lead her back to the table 45 again, and slowly inched his way towards her face. He could feel himself getting flustered, as her hot breath caressed his lower face. A sly squint in his eyes turned towards you, before darting back towards the taught little redhead infront of him.
Before anything else happened, he lightly pushed her towards the crowd waiting in suspense.
“Why don’t you let her be the judge?”.