[ This isn't the kind of thing Kaveh usually does. So far, his time in the resort has been marked by encounters driven by need of some sortβ usually the aphrodisiac kindβ or in the very occasional instance, want. Not once has he gone in search of a sexual encounter solely for the purpose of exchanging cards, but...
Well. There's a first time for everything, isn't there?
He's seated on the edge of Mona's bed, fingers curled loosely into the plush covers in an effort to hide his anxiety, a slight smile on his lips as she approaches from the other side of the room, wine-carrying tray in her hands. And Kaveh, who knows that he should be more careful of the food and drink here, after everything he's already been through, takes up one of the glasses and brings it to his lips so he can inhale its aroma. ]
It smells lovely. Besides... even if the effects aren't exactly as desired, we both know what we're here for, anyway.
[ He tries to ignore the tell-tale warmth in his own cheeks; as if to distract himself, he lifts the glass that he's holding, squaring his shoulders in an effort to seem less awkward about things, somehow. ]
sorry for the delay β₯
Well. There's a first time for everything, isn't there?
He's seated on the edge of Mona's bed, fingers curled loosely into the plush covers in an effort to hide his anxiety, a slight smile on his lips as she approaches from the other side of the room, wine-carrying tray in her hands. And Kaveh, who knows that he should be more careful of the food and drink here, after everything he's already been through, takes up one of the glasses and brings it to his lips so he can inhale its aroma. ]
It smells lovely. Besides... even if the effects aren't exactly as desired, we both know what we're here for, anyway.
[ He tries to ignore the tell-tale warmth in his own cheeks; as if to distract himself, he lifts the glass that he's holding, squaring his shoulders in an effort to seem less awkward about things, somehow. ]
Then... a toast, perhaps? To the mood?