[Ishmael's mounting irritation is beyond obvious on her face, and Charlie wonders briefly if he can manage a nip. Would her blood be to his taste? It's dubious, but with so precious few who suit his needs here, perhaps the effort is worth an attempt-
As if reading him, both the dice and the woman thwart his scheme. Charlie's lips tense beneath her fingers, smile skewed by the way she holds him.
He'll let her up without trouble, eyes darting to her watch before returning to meet hers. Not content unless he wastes another second of her time, Charlie rings his tongue along his bottom lip to stretch it after his release before offering her parting words.] Huh.
Nice to meet you, I guess. [He's clearly pleased with her, his hesitance is only a coy acknowledgement of Ishmael's own dismay.] Charlie, by the way. In case you need to call a guy to lose for you again.
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As if reading him, both the dice and the woman thwart his scheme. Charlie's lips tense beneath her fingers, smile skewed by the way she holds him.
He'll let her up without trouble, eyes darting to her watch before returning to meet hers. Not content unless he wastes another second of her time, Charlie rings his tongue along his bottom lip to stretch it after his release before offering her parting words.] Huh.
Nice to meet you, I guess. [He's clearly pleased with her, his hesitance is only a coy acknowledgement of Ishmael's own dismay.] Charlie, by the way. In case you need to call a guy to lose for you again.