Re: Seating: OPEN to Any! Come on Down
The gleam of unnatural red that ringed his dark eye as she came so far into his personal space and lingered was purely instinctive; a predator catching a whiff of prey. Zoro was very aware of her - the arch of her back, the curves of her ass, her soft breasts and lips, full and vulnerable where she offered them, regardless of how consciously she'd done it.
His large hand clasped tightly around her wrist on the bottle, catching her in place. "Right now? To do things to you with a glass bottle that would make the whole club stop and stare."
Then Zoro's hand eased off of her, and he sat back in his seat. "Just get me another of the same," he said about his drink.