Connor didn't mind the vagueness of her explanation. The small tidbit was enough to keep his attention and have him yearning for more information. She said she was needy and that played into his closest kept desire. It was something that he hadn't been able to convey correctly to any of his partners. The few times he did bring it up ended poorly as his intentions were misconstrued. He wondered if the same would happen with her. Perhaps, but the state in which he found himself in made him a bit more courageous than usual. The fear was almost non-existent and somewhere deep in his subconscious, he had already decided on what he was going to say.<br/><br/>"Needy isn't necessarily a bad thing. There are some guys... and gals that enjoy taking care of other people’s needs on some level." Connor was already quite tipsy and opted to stop for a while. He finished off his drink and set it off to the side.<br/><br/>"You're talking about a poly amorous relationship, right? Yeah, I don't have any experience in that, but I am not completely closed off to the idea of giving it a shot someday if the situation presents itself." That last part of that statement was said with a slight shrug of his shoulders and tip of his head to one side. He sucked in a deep breath and clamped his hands together when she shifted the focus back to him. His heart beat a tad faster in his chest and the sly smile on his face indicated that he was about to spill the beans.<br/><br/>"Alright, fuck it," he said and cleared his throat. He leaned in closer to her before speaking. "This is probably going to sound a<i>little </i>crazy, but I am a Daddy and I am into little girls. Wait, fuck! Hold on." That sounded bad and he knew it. He suddenly felt dumb for being so drunk and trying to explain such a taboo kink. "Have you ever heard of the Daddy Dom and Little Girl scene? Hear me out for a minute." He composed himself before speaking again. "First of all, I am not into literal little girls, I am into adult women having the needy tendencies and characteristics of little girls." That didn't sound much better. "This is so hard to explain without sounding like a creep. I like to take care of people, women specifically. It's also referred to as Care Giver and Little. It's sort of like role-playing. I'm not sure if you know what that is, but it’s when two people take on roles in the bedroom that isn't<i>them</i>. So, I’m not a literal daddy because I don't have kids, but I like to be that sort of figure for women that want to be taken care of and don't want to be an adult for various periods of time. I know it sounds bat shit crazy, and maybe it is, but it is something I enjoy and want to explore."<br/><br/>He fiddled with his hands; thumbs circling one another - a nervous tick. "I haven't<i>actually </i>ever had a little before, but it's something that I am hoping I can explore eventually. The couple girls I've suggested it to were not into it." His voice trailed off and the nervous feeling forced his hand to grip the bottle again, swallowing some down. "And you thought you were the weirdo with strange kinks."<br/><br/>"I'll shut up now," he said and sunk back into his seat.