Andras was feeling rusty, it'd been too long since he'd been back in New York but the city was filled with people that all wanted something, needed something and he was all too happy to provide it for them. He wanted to stretch his legs and couldn't believe he'd bagged a horsewoman already. Well, he shouldn't be too surprised, he could get most anyone, man or woman but he loved trying new things. Testing new limits. Donatien may be long dead but the De Sade name lived on. And he'd never been with a horsewoman before. Considering there were only four, he was really looking forward to this.
He looked effortlessly handsome as always. Tonight he was wearing a black button down and a leather jacket as well. Dark jeans that weren't designer but looked good just because they were on him. He was idly looking at whatever was in his line of sight, anything that might hint as to what she liked when she appeared.
He gave her a smile and when she got close enough, he took her hand and lifted it, making her do a little twirl so he could appreciate the full effect of her appearance. He let out a low whistle, "Now I'm ready."