<div class="floatleft">(https://64.media.tumblr.com/591f36f3c218069a0bee5284223ab8be/tumblr_mgpbyumLgF1qg22hlo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Spade (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328118.msg15693442#msg15693442)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Entertainment lounge<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Kissing a phoenix, collecting currency, being politely interrupted<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>White dress shirt, navy-blue vest & slacks, a tie that mirrors the ocean and a golden button holding the heart of a star.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>(m) Araxis, (m) Tatiana, (m) Jehanne, Cleo, Malleus<br/><hr/><br/>Spade could tell that Cleo was fascinated to learn more about this place and the magic that flowed through it in the way she glanced up at him with her curious and endearing expression. The sight of her lovely hazel eyes full of admiration was delightful and while normally he was more reserved when it came to his secrets, there was something about the phoenix that suggested she would be more than willing to keep them.  He nodded his head in agreement when she said it was difficult to make a place accommodating for her kind, but she only witnessed a small and brief portion of what he was capable of. “Oh, I have ways of preventing unfortunate accidents. I would be ecstatic to exchange information with you since you’re so willing to share.”<br/><br/>When she looked around the room to see if he was busy, he smiled warmly at the sights that were unfolding before them. The other guests of the Inn were finding partners, heading to their rooms, enjoying the company of the others. It was one of the reasons he loved this place and he was glad that everyone seemed to be having a good time. He did not have to address Araxis directly again when the dragon asked for a room, as the coins that he placed on the counter were enchanted with the same effect that had taken care of Jeh’s payment not that long ago. They hovered into the air and danced around before plunging into the old-looking cash register at the bar with series of clinking noises and the drawer shut itself tightly again. Handling that order of business, he turned his attention to the beautiful woman across from him again.<br/><br/>Her arching her body on top of the table forced his eyes to wander for a moment and he couldn’t help eyeing her cleavage as it peeked through the ornate jacket she was wearing. There seemed to be something in the air that day because he found himself having that familiar urge, a deep-seated need for pleasure and intimacy that he often neglected in exchange for the satisfaction of his guests and employees. It appears that her presence had awoken more than just his curiosity, and thanks to Tatiana’s pastry, he felt bolder and needier than usual. He grinned when she offered him knowledge, discovery, and comfort: now those were valuable forms of currency he would not reject. His fingers interlocked with her smaller ones and he picked up her hand so he could place little kisses along her digits and on top.<br/><br/>“I’ll take you up on that offer. In fact, I will be taking my first payment now…” he murmured before sliding closer to her, closing the distance in the circular booth they were in. His free hand picked up her chin lightly before he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, closing his eyes to enjoy the sensations that traveled through their newly joined bodies. His lips tasted sweet like fruit, though there was a hint of mint and a faint bitterness there so more like fine wine that had been aged through countless centuries, if not longer. He tugged on her held hand, so she slid even closer against him, his frame towering over her much more petite one, tongue gently prodding at her soft mouth, asking for permission to enter.<br/><br/>Then, when he thought all matters had been taken care of and he was free to do as he pleased with lovely Cleo, an aristocratic voice interrupted them mid-kiss and there was an ever so slight change in the vibrations that spilled from his mystical aura. It was sudden and sharp, almost like a lightning bolt crackled through the sky and sent a shock to those sensitive to his magical nature. Not enough to hurt or to make anyone uncomfortable, but noticeable. He unwillingly pulled away from Cleo for a moment, peppering a quick kiss to her again before doing so. “One moment, sweetheart,” he muttered with a reassuring grin before he turned his brilliant gaze to the Fey, intrigued by his own arcane presence. He smiled politely and nodded his head, hand still holding onto Cleo’s in his lap.<br/><br/>“I am Spade, welcome to the Green Lion Inn. We’re happy to have you.  Feel free to unwind as you see fit, there is no need to hide yourself here. You’re among friends. As for accommodations, place some currency of your choice on the bar counter next to the register there,” he pointed out the location with his free hand, “And your room will be set up for you magically. You can have one of my staff take you there, or you can follow your senses: our rooms are equipped with your favorite scents, sounds and visuals to make you feel more at home.”<br/>