ooc. pretty...

Devouring his client with no shame as his hands trail back down to that rear, enjoying himself as he feels the other's tongue slip deeper into his wide, hungry maw. With the size of his apartment, including the kitchen, sofa, bedroom, and even the massive tub in the bathroom... they had options.

window, displaying that he not only looks wealthy.

He's finished dragging the other in, his arms wrapped around the reptilian hunk as his jacket falls from his body, light straps of leather detailing his every muscle remain over his tight dress shirt. The kiss continues, of course... >>

Of course he noticed the eyes devouring him... already beginning to relieve himself of his suit.

The thick cloth was already hanging by his elbows as he approached the locked door, tapping his watch against a small pad to unlock it. Inside was a rather spacious living room with a wall-wide >>

"It could."

He hums, a low rumble as he continues his grasping and kneading of the soft yet toned physique.

"I consider it a form of respect... of admiration. After all, I quite admire every inch of you..."

His breath hot against the other's neck as he grazes sharp canines along sensitive flesh.

Reaching out? Interesting...

He'll shift in closer, lower back nearly pressed against the other's chest buried within the sheets as he looms over.

"Are you in need of something?"

Leave? If requested, he'll stay by the other's bedside.

... is he permitted to sit beside the young man?

Would he at all be interested in a warm meal in bed? It may help to shake off that morning drowsiness.

skilled client to continue following... he can tell this evening will be different compared to most.

Were they not mere moments away from the door opening, he likely would've encouraged that.

With the elevator coming to a stop, he pulls his face free. His maw lightly soaked with spit, licking around his lips as he chuckles faintly... walking backwards with a small bow as he gestures for his >>

Nothing more than a low growl escaping him as they're locked in place for the entire duration of the elevator ride, his free hand shamelessly grasping at the other's rear.

forearm, pulled to rest the other's palm against the wall behind him. That short distance reached a critical zero in record time, open maws met as the gentleman's gaze remains half-lidded, entirely focused on this handsome, scaly man before him. >>

The wolf thiren's back was square against the wall, arched slightly as the other approaches. He's not all too familiar with... lizard thiren? Hm. Now that he thinks on it, he doesn't know what his 'client' /actually/ is.

Irrelevant. He's hot, that's what matters.

His hand grasps the other's >>

gazing at his 'client' without much emotion, before his eyes turn from cold to warm, beckoning the other with a paw.

By all means. Though excuse him idly casting glances, it's merely part of his nature.

It may or may not ring as a surprise that they approach a high-rise within the depths of the city, the grandiose lobby giving way to an elevator that the two proceed to enter.

He leans against the wall, >>

"I can imagine."

With a chuckle he finds the courage to slide his sud-soaked paws straight up the well-built woman's torso, a mix of groping and scrubbing provided upon her chest. His snout is pressed into her neck, gently huffing.

"I'm sure you'll appreciate my assistance, then... Mistress."

Without a word, it's clear the Thiren is slowly shifting in closer, his hands now grazing along the lower part of her similarly toned stomach, the soap covering any and all parts of her he touches. Gently, might he add. Delicately. Sensually.

"I pray this is to your liking."

Tempted to offer a short response, he's cut off by the soap being presented to him.

"...at once, Ma'am."

He's not one to turn away a cleaning task — and he won't half-ass it, either. Lathered paws find their way along the woman's toned back, one lowering itself to her waist as he hums softly. >>