Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20180109050017/@comment-28358106-20180115061451

(Scorn/S9) As Regina chats happily with Imperia, she looks over to Tirush, who has set aside her plate of food.

"Watch yourself, my Danthe," Tirush leans in from behind, looming over Thomas. Her eyes sparkle with humor even if her mouth doesn't smile. "You say the company gets better, when you are surrounded by your wives, who adore you.  I ask you, what is better than that?"

"I, er..." Thomas starts.

Tirush leans in and, her face lighting up with a brilliant smile, presses her cheek next to his and whispers something in his ear.

Thomas' eyes go wide as dinner plates at whatever she says, but before he has a chance to say anything, Tirush wraps a muscular, winged arm around him and plants a kiss on him. He wobbles a bit, pulled in by her affection.

"Oh my goodness," Antoinette says, fanning herself and giggling. She's turned completely red at the display, and so attempts to distract herself by speaking to Maria.

"S-so...hehehe...Master Thomas says you would be welcome at his Hospital? I am sure you would be able to get an internship there, no?  Perhaps to help them, as I know they are in need of another healer.  I attempted to get a position there myself, when---EEEEEE!"

Tirush has stopped kissing Thomas and has now unceremoniously wrapped her wings around Antoinette, enveloping the Saintaur's upper half. She begins nuzzling Antoinette, flustering her to no end. Even still, her smile shows she doesn't dislike it.

"P-p-please, Lady T-Tirush! I-I d-do not think that..."

"Not Lady, no. Never, now.  Wife to you, from the dawn of this day on..." Tirush purrs.

Thomas and Regina both begin laughing at Antoinette's plight as she struggles against the Copper Wyvern's extroverted affections.