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sleepytimejunction2023-07-31 02:41 pm
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TANKBUSTER (bustin makes me feel good)
Sometimes, all it takes are a few drinks and an idea.
Not to imply that Daan isn't self-aware of his choices and actions; he very much is, and he's keen to explore a pleasant evening with an attractive person of choice who is equally fine with something without many strings attached. Long story short, Thancred is a handsome man with some connection to Y'shtola, and that's been enough for Daan to decide it's an okay idea to just move forward with the night.
"Please, make yourself comfortable," he encourages, his fingertips just barely touching the front of Thancred's coat. A small personal touch to gently tug him into the apartment.
"Would you like a drink? I have a few specialties."
And hey, Daan will look for any excuse to have at least one more.
Not to imply that Daan isn't self-aware of his choices and actions; he very much is, and he's keen to explore a pleasant evening with an attractive person of choice who is equally fine with something without many strings attached. Long story short, Thancred is a handsome man with some connection to Y'shtola, and that's been enough for Daan to decide it's an okay idea to just move forward with the night.
"Please, make yourself comfortable," he encourages, his fingertips just barely touching the front of Thancred's coat. A small personal touch to gently tug him into the apartment.
"Would you like a drink? I have a few specialties."
And hey, Daan will look for any excuse to have at least one more.
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Straightforward, uncomplicated sex has long been one of his preferred ways of working off some excess stress, both while on a job and in his leisure time; what makes his present circumstances complicated, of course, is the fact that the city they've found themselves in is remarkably devoid of people, which starkly narrows down his prospects and his opportunities alike.
Under ordinary circumstances, in a city of thousands of residents, he likely wouldn't have chosen Daan. Not given his connections to Y'shtola, not wanting to risk his own conduct being disruptive to a friend's own arrangements. It's never been his habit to fall into the beds of friends of friends, if he can at all help it. But as things go, the man is willing and hardly unattractive and probably won't kill him in his sleep, and also probably wants Y'shtola to know the intricacies of his personal life even less so than Thancred does.
So, here they are. Mayhaps they'll both get what they're after, tonight.]
So I've heard. What did you have in mind?
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[There's a leisurely shrug as he heads to the kitchen counter where most of the spirits he has are kept.]
But my preferred drink is an old-fashioned. Made with whiskey, in case you don't have that kind of cocktail where you're from. But if you prefer something a bit... sweeter, I can get that made for you too.
[It'll help them relax, and Daan hardly needs a reason to drink anyway.]