[ What did you expect he's a courtesan - but Aspen lets out an affirmative noise. ]
Tomorrow, then.
[ It's a surprisingly dreary day - raining hard, and showing no signs of stopping. Aspen had intended on a bit of running but that was out when the weather was this bad. At least it was a perfect sort of night to stay in...
Given Sinbad had been particularly pouty about his lack of lingerie fashion show, Aspen decided to wear his best set: a deep violet set of lace lingerie and sheer silk that matched his eyes in color, thigh highs coming up to mid-thigh and silk draped down his rib to his hips, further emphasizing the sensuous curves of his body. He rubbed at a wing, the change in atmosphere aching at some of his wounds, waiting for Sinbad to let himself in - he gave him a key, after all - or for him to politely knock. ]
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Tomorrow, then.
[ It's a surprisingly dreary day - raining hard, and showing no signs of stopping. Aspen had intended on a bit of running but that was out when the weather was this bad. At least it was a perfect sort of night to stay in...
Given Sinbad had been particularly pouty about his lack of lingerie fashion show, Aspen decided to wear his best set: a deep violet set of lace lingerie and sheer silk that matched his eyes in color, thigh highs coming up to mid-thigh and silk draped down his rib to his hips, further emphasizing the sensuous curves of his body. He rubbed at a wing, the change in atmosphere aching at some of his wounds, waiting for Sinbad to let himself in - he gave him a key, after all - or for him to politely knock. ]