"You are the one dressed like that." He said lightly at her forward comment. That guard storming off was clearly uncomfortable. For some reason finding out the reason behind that amused him more. "I think 'forward' is literally the name of your game."
He'd moved to get a knife from a drawer but she moved, blocking the drawer. His eyes couldn't help but take her in again, but then she moved to hop up on the counter. Dragon spirits, save him, but she was hot.
He took in a small breath, taking a bite from the plum instead of cutting it, looking her over. That dress had to be illegal in some countries. He knows it's a thing here in Japan, but there was no way she was getting away with that else where. Damn.
There was something about the woman that was more than intriguing. For one, she wasn't the same as the giggly Japanese girls he knew. What with their dark flat hair and pale skin. Sombra filled in that foreigner interest that he had. Darker skin, bright and sharp eyes, curves you could drift on and, though the bright hair wasn't unheard of here, her style and color were rather interesting.
He licked his lip of juice before speaking. "If you were truly in the way, I'd have moved you by now, Sombra-chan." There was a small moment where he faked disinterest, giving her a shrug and moving to lean back on the large island in the middle of the kitchen, his back to the cutting board, foot crossing his ankle. He took another bite of fruit and clearly looked her over again.
"You know, you could always come out at night with me. I'm sure I could persuade my father to allowing it." Like hell he could. He wouldn't even want his father to know he goes out, and he knows the man knows, but to SAY it to him? No, that's okay.
"Or maybe you could persuade me to stay in some time..." He smirked at that. For the most part he's just flirting. He's pretty sure that one, Sombra thought she was a higher caliber than he was, and two... too stubborn to fall for anything but flirting with him. He's sure all that bare leg under that so called dress (it was so short now...) was just a damn tease.
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He'd moved to get a knife from a drawer but she moved, blocking the drawer. His eyes couldn't help but take her in again, but then she moved to hop up on the counter. Dragon spirits, save him, but she was hot.
He took in a small breath, taking a bite from the plum instead of cutting it, looking her over. That dress had to be illegal in some countries. He knows it's a thing here in Japan, but there was no way she was getting away with that else where. Damn.
There was something about the woman that was more than intriguing. For one, she wasn't the same as the giggly Japanese girls he knew. What with their dark flat hair and pale skin. Sombra filled in that foreigner interest that he had. Darker skin, bright and sharp eyes, curves you could drift on and, though the bright hair wasn't unheard of here, her style and color were rather interesting.
He licked his lip of juice before speaking. "If you were truly in the way, I'd have moved you by now, Sombra-chan." There was a small moment where he faked disinterest, giving her a shrug and moving to lean back on the large island in the middle of the kitchen, his back to the cutting board, foot crossing his ankle. He took another bite of fruit and clearly looked her over again.
"You know, you could always come out at night with me. I'm sure I could persuade my father to allowing it." Like hell he could. He wouldn't even want his father to know he goes out, and he knows the man knows, but to SAY it to him? No, that's okay.
"Or maybe you could persuade me to stay in some time..." He smirked at that. For the most part he's just flirting. He's pretty sure that one, Sombra thought she was a higher caliber than he was, and two... too stubborn to fall for anything but flirting with him. He's sure all that bare leg under that so called dress (it was so short now...) was just a damn tease.