OOC: That's blasphemy and we all know it lol. WC: +5
She flirted with him still. Cotl encouraged it, simply with a wide grin of his. She told him that he managed to be sexy a lot of the time, if not all the time. He was glad that she thought so at least. It made his own ego inflate like a fucking balloon though, as if he needed that much done for him. Ich glad dat you kann sees das. the man growled seductively, wicked grin strong on his face at the moment. Her face was pushed into his wet neck, her gesture of affection that could have easily been taken as aggression if Cotl didn't know that the woman was being affectionate with him. It'd been weird to him, getting all of this attention from the woman, the affection that was easily given to him. He always was used to working for the affection, and even then, he'd be lucky if he would get anything at all. It felt good to not have to try so hard. Cotl couldn't help but let that stupid wicked grin be plastered on his jaw.
She would insist that she would not need a towel, that he could dry her off. This was why he would need a towel though, to help dry her off, but he disregarded the fact that she made no sense, shrugging it off as drunken stupor. Wicked grin did not falter in the slightest though, and his hand stayed on her face that had turned into his hand when he put it close. He let his wet hand play in the fur on her face, it too being wet. They both were just a bunch of wet mutts at the moment, sitting in the water. Cotl cleared his throat as he'd let the woman speak on. She'd tell him that she didn't want to talk at the moment, just wanting to sit here and touch, be perverted he supposed. It wasn't a bad idea, even if the location was not so favorable. It was definitely exotic enough though. Maybe this would be a good release for him. After all, it had been awhile since he'd gotten laid. He didn't want to think about the last time he had gotten some, simply because he was so embarrassingly disgusted with himself about it. When her shoulders slumped into the water, Cotl's brows furrowed and his head cocked lightly for a moment. Don't do das.-ASSFACEDICKFIT- He gave the woman a curious growl before his hand that had been on her face had descended to her neck, and he pulled her towards him, and let their lips touch. The same hand that had craned her neck had then descended to the woman's hips, to pull her closer to him. He let another encouraging growl pass his lips, before his shoulder that had been holding him above the water had twitched for a split second before returning to normal. His hand that was under the water with the woman had played with the soft fur, even softer in the warm water that they sat in. The hand had traced over her own tattooed hip, obviously admiring his own work before his hand grabbed her butt rather boldly.
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