Hideaway Strath I taste you on my tongue

The other seems momentarily stunned that the brute removed himself. He had to. If he was on top of him any longer he might have done something much worse than just nibble on his neck a little. Still, watching him scrabble to get up entertains him and the words he says even more so.

“Perfect.” He takes a few steps to the north and looks back at him. “You’re escort is ready. Shall we?” He hums back with a sly smile and a cock of his brow.