[Despite the teasing, he fully planned to watch her properly, actually curious about her technique. He's seen his fair share of bartenders making drinks, including the crew on the Grandcypher. Of course there wasn't too much theatrics, but each one had their own skill or flair to things.
...But then she has to go and do that, shaking her hips and moving her body with each toss and twirl. The lighting from the fire doesn't help, the shadows further accentuating those body lines and curves that managed to attract him in ways no other woman had. More than once his gaze strays despite his best efforts to remain at her hands...but then again, that's her intent, isn't it? In any case, it's certainly made him start to thirst for something.
So when she finally approaches him, his eyes look at her sharply, hands twitching to grab her wrist and pull her down to him instead, drinks be damned. Even the dogs have started to move away from them, as if sensing the mood...and inwardly groaning. But although his fingers at first start on her forearm and slide down to her wrist, they eventually slip further to take the mug.]
Hm.... Not bad.
[And then he leans back just enough so that she can watch him take a sip from the mug, his eyes never leaving hers.]
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...But then she has to go and do that, shaking her hips and moving her body with each toss and twirl. The lighting from the fire doesn't help, the shadows further accentuating those body lines and curves that managed to attract him in ways no other woman had. More than once his gaze strays despite his best efforts to remain at her hands...but then again, that's her intent, isn't it? In any case, it's certainly made him start to thirst for something.
So when she finally approaches him, his eyes look at her sharply, hands twitching to grab her wrist and pull her down to him instead, drinks be damned. Even the dogs have started to move away from them, as if sensing the mood...and inwardly groaning. But although his fingers at first start on her forearm and slide down to her wrist, they eventually slip further to take the mug.]
Hm.... Not bad.
[And then he leans back just enough so that she can watch him take a sip from the mug, his eyes never leaving hers.]
Drink's pretty good, too.