"J-just some strawberry cheesecake bites," he told them breathlessly. He'd almost forgotten he was holding the plate. How he hadn't dropped it was a mystery even to him.
Upon more thought, though, he was starting to wonder if that's what they were actually talking about. Because he could see the hunger in both their faces and it was not for cheesecake.
"I prefer red, usually." Although, his eyes drifted to Astarion as he approached. A pale vintage didn't sound bad...
Max was easily led along to the chair, where he would be more than grateful to have a seat and recover from this exquisite shock. Lioriley's foot upon his thigh was distracting in the best of ways. He set his plate of sweets aside so he could gently stroke the top of her ankle in loving circles.
Somehow this wasn't a dream. She was really solid. He was really here. This was going to be a good night. Oh, he just had a feeling about that.
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Date: 2021-03-18 08:06 pm (UTC)Upon more thought, though, he was starting to wonder if that's what they were actually talking about. Because he could see the hunger in both their faces and it was not for cheesecake.
"I prefer red, usually." Although, his eyes drifted to Astarion as he approached. A pale vintage didn't sound bad...
Max was easily led along to the chair, where he would be more than grateful to have a seat and recover from this exquisite shock. Lioriley's foot upon his thigh was distracting in the best of ways. He set his plate of sweets aside so he could gently stroke the top of her ankle in loving circles.
Somehow this wasn't a dream. She was really solid. He was really here. This was going to be a good night. Oh, he just had a feeling about that.