Verdant Basin Love on the brain

As soon as the coffee toned woman turned to face Char, he noticed a hangs in her posture. She became more feminine than she already was, alluring and beautiful. All Paschar could do was cough stupidly, gaping at her figure. Her words were smooth, inviting and warm. A perfect snuggle buddy, if nothing else. He stepped forwards timidly, dropping his tail and ears to show submission. Good morning- I mean night. He shook his head, fumbling over his words.

I'm Paschar. You can call me Char though. How are- how are you? Paschar's game was at zero percent. He was very young and inexperienced, and tired as hell. But he still tried his best not look stupid. He got into a more relaxed position, his fluffy tail swinging at his hips.