C*** Drunk Love (Closed)

[Ruby]

“Aurelianus…,” she seethed. She was at wit’s end. He had taunted her to breaking point. The dark made matters worse. “We have business to attend to.”

The tiefling cocked his head and chuckled.

“Oh aye?”

“You had your chance to ‘pluck’ me on. Like most men,” she folded her arms across her chest, “you squandered that opportunity.”

“Oh,” he leapt. Junior leapt with him. “I don’t want to pluck you.” His boots slammed onto the cobbles. “It’s too late in the evening for foreplay,” he said with a wink. Ruby shuddered. “What are you really ‘ere for?” Junior returned to his shoulder.

Ruby dropped her arms to her side. Aurelianus thrived on odious remarks and uncivil wit to get his way. She would not fall foul of that. Not again. She did not need armour to shield herself from the likes of ‘Iharkav’.

“Salvar,” she said sullen. She glared, eyes narrowed into accusatory orbs. She waited to see what he had to say for himself.