(What in blue blazes did I just walk in on?)
(Nothing to see here, carry on with your reply.)
(SWEET MOTHER OF ALL THAT'S HOLY)
Haythem nodded and began walking as close to the center of the building as he could, his hypothess was right she saw him as an attraction or at least it was supported.. no matter, as descreetly as possible Haythem watched the arachne.. searching for a moment when she wasn't nearby.
(Its not the content I have a problem with, but rather how... Direct it is. And the James being clothed thing.)
It appeared that Macta was always nearby, only leaving for a few moments when customers bought spirit energy related goods.
{My apologies, I'll tone it down.}
Francesca had decided to fully remove James' lower garments before resuming.
James seemed much last resistant now, though whether this was because he genuinely liked her or because she had him paralyzed with a mix of pleasure and fear no one could say.
{I realized that I was responding to the wrong RP. Sorry...}
"How does that feel?" she asked, licking her lips, and showed her fangs just barely to him. Francesca turned her head to the second man, standing away from her bed, "What's your name?" she asked, as she played with James.
Haythem looked at Macta and smiled at her, "so boss, mind if I ask a few questions? just to get to know the person I'll be spending the next few hours with?"
"Harold..." He replied, while James remained unable to respond.
Macta nodded. "Ask away."