Panic, Nyx
Mage, Satyr working girl
The Chaste Dragon
This close Nyx is aware of his own appeal, a complete lack of shock or retreat from her advances. But she also senses his hesitation, a definite change in tack since they left Tess down in the bar area. But her own natural charms soon start to win him over and he relaxes in her embrace, his pupils widen as he takes in her scent.
"I like directness in a girl!" he says in a husky tone. "Not one for games and all that myself. Its just I been trying to get a handle on you and that takes a lot of my already deficient attention to do. I've got a knack for spotting one of us pretenders at forty paces, but your kind have this way of clouding minds and working the fade better than most. I know your one of the Fae, but beyond that I'm stumped." He runs a hand up her arm, brushing the exposed flesh lightly.
Nyx wriggles slightly completely inviting and enjoying his attention.
"Not that it’s any of my business who or what you are sweets, just that I was being nosey is all!"
Nyx’s surreal emerald eyes flash in surprise at his statement, but only for a moment. Then she snuggles up to him enjoying the closeness and grins.
“My goodness, but you are a fast worker to have figured that out so quickly.” She laughs and studies him for a moment before continuing by whispering in his ear. “Panic
..Pan
.ic
..Mr. Faun.” She nips his ear playfully, not painfully and then lets go of him backing away slightly. “Who knows maybe you have some of our blood in you.” She winks, looks at the door, and then back to Panic displaying a mercurial mood change.
“So, weird thought but do you have a CD player in that room? I thought I might show this rich John my dancing skills since I’m in costume to get him warmed up. I have the right music.” She looks back at Panic with a grin. “You should let me perform for you too some time.”
(Satyrs, Pans, and Fauns Oh My Tag for Spikey)
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