[The barkeep just wants to close the saloon for the night before the temperatures drop to freezing levels, and meanwhile Ain is over here casting his net over the pretty cowboy. To be fair, he's likely away from the whore and Wolfwood for good reason. Especially because Ain has now realised that Wolfwood is very into this.
Oh honey, your toxic masculinity makes you such easy prey.]
Well, of course I would. Do you think the riding crop on my belt is for horses?
[No no, that's for men! Pretty, big-tittied, hairy men who think that drinking lots and bossing others around makes them more masculine.
Turned your boss into a bottom, sorry chief.
Anyway, Ain slams back the rest of his beer while his leg is still up on Wolfwood, smiles, and then finally lets off on the pressure only to spin around and hop out of his seat.]
It's getting late! I'd rather not freeze to death on my lonesome... but if you need someone to keep you warm, you're free to follow after.
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Date: 2024-05-03 07:33 pm (UTC)Oh honey, your toxic masculinity makes you such easy prey.]
Well, of course I would. Do you think the riding crop on my belt is for horses?
[No no, that's for men! Pretty, big-tittied, hairy men who think that drinking lots and bossing others around makes them more masculine.
Turned your boss into a bottom, sorry chief.
Anyway, Ain slams back the rest of his beer while his leg is still up on Wolfwood, smiles, and then finally lets off on the pressure only to spin around and hop out of his seat.]
It's getting late! I'd rather not freeze to death on my lonesome... but if you need someone to keep you warm, you're free to follow after.