Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170704201937/@comment-28358106-20170707235633

(Flame) "Well what?" Leontyne gives Nia a bemused look. "Babycakes, listen. You're a Dragon.  Be one!  Go flap those lizard wings and grab your man!  Sweep him away to you sweet embrace!  Or something.  I don't know how Dragons do it." She gulps some wine. "But my point is, if I had one, go to your man of choice and declare your feelings. If he balks, hive him a hand job.  He'll be like putty in your...well, you get the idea." She smiles in a lopsided way. Clearly she is buzzed by this point.