<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/sjWRc.jpg)<br/><strong>Name:</strong> Lucas. (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=141932.msg6402300#msg6402300)<br/><strong>Location:</strong> The Dirty Secret - Captain's Quarters.<br/><strong>Languages:</strong> English.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Arouj</div>Perhaps another whore would have stepped back, would have been intimidated by the surprising degree of anger that came from the bronzed man who had been spying on the private affair in the Captain's Cabin. No other whores were Lucas however, who merely slid to seat himself once again on the bed, crossing slender legs and surfing an eyebrow towards the rather curious anger that was directed towards him. He could only assume the stranger had a loathing of his occupation, or else Frenchmen as he spat so viciously once Chris had rounded the hallway and left to see to the bustle on deck.<br/><br/>"Oh dear..." The boy spoke softly, a fingertip resting in far too innocent-a manner upon a flushed lower lip. "Anyone would think you were angry, stranger..." There was no intimidation in his words, no sign that he had been at all shaken by the threat made towards him as he rose from the bed and took slow, sensuous steps towards the snarling threshold of the room. The man was a challenge in Lucas' eyes; a wild and dangerous thing that drew his attention quite well... But he'd rather not have his neck cut if his misjudged and stepped out into danger.<br/><br/>He leaned his side luxuriously against the frame, slender hips arched slightly to the side to reveal the smooth curve of his body as a hand lingered gently upon his inner thigh, idly drumming fingers against the porcelain skin. "And how would you know what I do and don't want? I happen to fancy a lot of things people frown upon..." He shrugged slender shoulders slightly and smiled, running his tongue slowly over his lips.<br/><br/>"But if you're jealous you didn't spot me first, we can certainly fix that... I'm talented at improving a person's mood, so I'm told..." His eyes were hooded and smouldered like sapphire coals as he spoke, tilting his head to one side. "I could step out to you... Assuming you wouldn't wring my lovely neck in the same moment?"