Sea Lion Shores i can not boast

Raptor certainly acted like the sort of hot-blooded young male that would take great offense to her disappointing estimation of his goods, and he did momentarily suggest to her — with the dissipation of his grin and the eye-widening lifting of his brows — that she would receive such a response... but no. The sable seawolf was (overly) confident of himself. Cocky, it might otherwise be described. His expression quickly took the form of a knowing smirk and he paired it with a suggestive wiggle of his hips.

"It's a grower not a shower." He replied smoothly. "It's all about the element of surprise." He paused and then fixed her with a narrowed gaze and an even more impish smile. "Clearly yer virgin ass ain't speakin' from any experience. Ye don't judge the goods before they're out of the package."