I'm Dolph. Stud Bull of pen five hundred and eighty two.
[His other hand comes up to join the first, exploring a little lower.]
What's the hurry? You can't have a date hotter than me.
[As confident as he's trying to sound, there's a touch of annoyance that this guy isn't instantly fawning over him. Come to think of it, his charms didn't seem to work as well in this place in general. It was pissing him off. Wooing Silas was a matter of ego at this point, and he was damn persistent.]
no subject
[His other hand comes up to join the first, exploring a little lower.]
What's the hurry? You can't have a date hotter than me.
[As confident as he's trying to sound, there's a touch of annoyance that this guy isn't instantly fawning over him. Come to think of it, his charms didn't seem to work as well in this place in general. It was pissing him off. Wooing Silas was a matter of ego at this point, and he was damn persistent.]