TYLEN/THEA | 9PM
Tylen knew exactly where he wanted to look for amusement, or more precisely what he wanted to âseeâ that would give him a great deal of happiness. The problem would be getting Thea to give it to him. Fucking hell this sexual frustration shit blew; her and her god damned conditions. Any more playful banter and he was going to go have to jack off in the bathroom just to be around her. âWell that begs the question of what exactly are you looking for, doesnât it?â
The crow wasnât aware of how much he liked to play and that Thea had grown so accustomed to it that she could recognize it in him even without the dead giveaway of his normal speech patterns. Even if he did, it was highly doubtful he would stop his play until the Princess called him on it. As she posed her next question, Tylen couldnât help but lean ever nearer to her. It was like he was moth to her flame. âIf I were him, I wouldnât let you out of my sight else someone else steal you away to give you the adventure you crave.â