Arrow Lake everybody come hang

Again, WARNING: some topics of sex

Yeah, yeah, Ale was pretty. He knew that. And he liked flirting - honestly, he did, - but he did not like feeling like he was being analyzed. That was his job, and he didn't enjoy the tables turning. Not when he wasn't gonna immediately get laid afterward. Or do the laying. Either way.

At least make it worth his while. 

The suspicion was creeping in the massive wolf's tone. Why think that? 
"Oh, you know. You just look like the type of guy who likes to be on top." Flippantly, nonchalantly, but with a hint of sensuality. Alejandro had this down to a science. It'd been his job for more than three years, now, and he liked to think he was good at it. He'd figured out a lot about this guy - some things by his looks, other by what he'd said. His name was Kynareth, but he had many nicknames. He had a pack called the Saints. They had a lot of enemies. They were violent. He was flamboyantly not heterosexual. Clearly wolfdog. Most likely highly ranked in his pack. 

Violent. Alexandre was used to violence. "You'd be surprised what I can handle," he responded evenly, a smirk on his maw, and stepped back a bit when Tahoe approached. He'd already been spotted, so he might as well. 

That was an excellent question. How long had the Saints been around? Perhaps they were new, and had already made enemies. If so, they might not be the best option to stick with. He was content to let his companion take the reigns on the conversation for the moment, pleased that he didn't seem absolutely disgusted. For the time being, of course - surely the man could've guessed by this point that Ale was not the most conventional of guys out there. That this was only mostly an act. If they'd been alone, he probably would've taken full advantage of the situation with Kynareth. 

But that was all Alejandro knew. There were always at least two meanings behind everything. Deception was second-nature by now, and for the most part, it was fun. And it always got him what he wanted - or needed, depending. Information was invaluable, and Ale knew precisely how to get it.