[ Essek watches the progression of that wandering hand on his arm with middling interest, one eyebrow arched slightly. ]
You seem to have thought about this quite a lot already.
[ The violet gaze flicks back to Molly, settling into something more smoldering. If the tiefling wants to play games, Essek would hate to disappoint him. He leans in, voice lowering. ]
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You seem to have thought about this quite a lot already.
[ The violet gaze flicks back to Molly, settling into something more smoldering. If the tiefling wants to play games, Essek would hate to disappoint him. He leans in, voice lowering. ]
I'm flattered.