12-23-2011, 07:57 PM
Sebastian was alerted by the accented baritone before the soft sound of footsteps on snow. He turned around, the expression of annoyance still on his fine-boned face until he actually got a look at the stranger who was now introducing himself. Sebastian looked up. And kept looking up. Right in front of him was a massive black beast, a tattooed wolf of terrifying proportions. He was extremely good-looking, powerfully built and extremely tall. He towered two and a half feet taller than the lissome artist and was far broader, thick-necked with biceps and legs like tree trunks.
Sebastian's jaw dropped a bit, his eyes widening as his orange eyes travelled up the invitingly muscular body to the extremely handsome face of the man he could now identify as Jazper Rhiannon-Knight. The man was a giant. The Italian was abruptly aware of his own small stature, the leanness of his limbs. Despite the strength Sebastian possessed, it was nothing compared to this huge brute.
He stared rudely for a few moments, the simple act of taking in this Adonis taking him longer than expected.
Sebastian closed his muzzle, but couldn't quite keep the look of wonder off his face.
"Uh, yeah," he stuttered for a moment. Then he appeared to compose himself somewhat, his surprise returning to a more socially acceptable look as he tilted his hips to another side, his arms still crossed. He glanced back to the door as he spoke. "I can't get the door to this place open," he admitted. His orange eyes returned to the stunning apparition, an inviting look in his eyes.
"Would you be willing to help?" Sebastian sauntered over to the banister of the wooden porch and leaning on it, grinning at the older male in a friendly fashion. "I'm sure it'll be no trouble to you, and there's wine in it for you." Sebastian arched a questioning brow, curious to see if the dark male with the intriguing tattoo would take him up on the offer.
Sebastian's jaw dropped a bit, his eyes widening as his orange eyes travelled up the invitingly muscular body to the extremely handsome face of the man he could now identify as Jazper Rhiannon-Knight. The man was a giant. The Italian was abruptly aware of his own small stature, the leanness of his limbs. Despite the strength Sebastian possessed, it was nothing compared to this huge brute.
He stared rudely for a few moments, the simple act of taking in this Adonis taking him longer than expected.
Sebastian closed his muzzle, but couldn't quite keep the look of wonder off his face.
"Uh, yeah," he stuttered for a moment. Then he appeared to compose himself somewhat, his surprise returning to a more socially acceptable look as he tilted his hips to another side, his arms still crossed. He glanced back to the door as he spoke. "I can't get the door to this place open," he admitted. His orange eyes returned to the stunning apparition, an inviting look in his eyes.
"Would you be willing to help?" Sebastian sauntered over to the banister of the wooden porch and leaning on it, grinning at the older male in a friendly fashion. "I'm sure it'll be no trouble to you, and there's wine in it for you." Sebastian arched a questioning brow, curious to see if the dark male with the intriguing tattoo would take him up on the offer.