<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> Port Diablo - Following Chris.<br/><strong>Languages:</strong> English.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Christoph.</div>Lucas arched a slender eyebrow as the coin was held back from him, lowering his hand at that point as apparently negotiations would be a little longer than the usual acceptance of his body. His lips curled to a small smile at the comment of blood within bedsheets, shaking his head at the (he thought) small joke; he was no stranger to the darker sides of pleasure of course, but in his experience he'd never been too badly bloodied. "Whatever you want... You hand me that coin and I'll be yours for a few hours. Give me a roof and I'll stay for the full night..." It was pushing things, asking for a bed, but something told him this particular man didn't have a wife and family to hide him from.<br/><br/>The coin was offered then, and the boy's smile widened as he plucked up the gold, twirling it idly between his fingers before slipping it into a small pouch fastened at his hip. It wasn't heavy at all; a sign that he needed as much work as he could get. "I'm clean... I wouldn't have many repeat clients otherwise, right?" He offered a small wink, touching a thoughtful fingertip to his lower lip with a deep purr as the mysterious man continued, closing his eyes for a brief moment. "If you're looking for Sin, then you've spent your coin well; its my trade, Sir." Lucas' tone was confident, maybe a little arrogant, but not once had he had a dissatisfied client in the bedroom, and he didn't plan on starting now.<br/><br/>As Christoph then moved to sweep around him, the boy blinked for several moments before hurrying to fall in step behind him, his boots clicking lightly on the cobblestones. His hips swayed sensuously with each step; almost radiating raw sex appeal and he spoke quietly, not wishing to break the atmosphere. "Not headed to the Iguana?" They seemed to be heading towards the docked boats that filled the boy with some unease; he didn't like to move too close with pirates or navymen...<br/><br/>"You... On a ship?" There was a tiny amount of suspicion in his tone, but he remained close behind; coin had been given, and Lucas was no thief.