[He's pleased with Hurricane's answer, with a dash of excitement - as fun as it is to tease him, there's a steady stream of want and desire rolling off him the whole while.]
The rules are the same, though. If you move into my hand, that's another strike.
[He draws back, and there's a pop of a plastic cap. By the time his hand returns to Hurricane's skin, there's a distinct feeling of slick oil.]
Re: Hurricane
The rules are the same, though. If you move into my hand, that's another strike.
[He draws back, and there's a pop of a plastic cap. By the time his hand returns to Hurricane's skin, there's a distinct feeling of slick oil.]