[Taako has no idea how right he is. He may be attempting to magically charm Kravitz, but it's wholly unnecessary. Kravitz is charmed. In the most human way possible.
Something about the name 'Taako' catches him though, makes him grin. It's not what he expected and yet somehow, it fits perfectly.]
Taako. A, ah, a pleasure to meet you.
[Wow, that was an acceptable sentence! Then he's tugged forward, and it's enough to half pull Kravitz's tipsy ass out of his seat. He barely catches himself on the grimy bar counter with one hand, the other shooting forward and landing on Taako's leg.
He would normally scoff at Taako's suggestion, offer something biting, or maybe flirty, he can be charming on his good days- but it's like he suddenly has an awful case of dry mouth. He swallows hastily, and forces out a chuckle, attempting to pull back a little and right himself, lifting his left hand like it's been zapped.]
Oh, no. No date. Just me! Alone. Less alone now.
[Oh god he hopes that gets a laugh and not an awkward silence.]
[Look, he's not taking any chances here. There's always a possibility he's faking, playing it up or smoother than he looks. Taako knows to be on the defensive. There are plenty of humans that know too much about the fae, who would love to see him captured and exploited for magic and favors. He can't take that gamble to end up in chains. So he'll keep the hypnotic look in his half lidded eyes, the smooth lazy smile, the sweep of his hair and the flutter of eyelashes.]
Pleasure to meet you too, babe. My pleasure. Maybe yours, later.
[While Kravitz might be shy about laying hands, Taako isn't, and he spreads the hand he used to pull the other man in, letting his nails drag lazily across his chest.]
And I just wanted to get out. Have a little Taako Time. But I'd say you're cordially invited to the party.
[The bartender sets their drinks down, and Taako lifts his glass, taking a gulp and then making a show of licking from the bottom of the glass up to catch a stray drop. It ends with a rather obscene sucking sound as his lips pull off the rim, and his tongue darts out one more time to lick the edge of his lip.]
Thanks for bringing me something tasty. And the drink, y'know, natch.
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Something about the name 'Taako' catches him though, makes him grin. It's not what he expected and yet somehow, it fits perfectly.]
Taako. A, ah, a pleasure to meet you.
[Wow, that was an acceptable sentence! Then he's tugged forward, and it's enough to half pull Kravitz's tipsy ass out of his seat. He barely catches himself on the grimy bar counter with one hand, the other shooting forward and landing on Taako's leg.
He would normally scoff at Taako's suggestion, offer something biting, or maybe flirty, he can be charming on his good days- but it's like he suddenly has an awful case of dry mouth. He swallows hastily, and forces out a chuckle, attempting to pull back a little and right himself, lifting his left hand like it's been zapped.]
Oh, no. No date. Just me! Alone. Less alone now.
[Oh god he hopes that gets a laugh and not an awkward silence.]
And you?
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Pleasure to meet you too, babe. My pleasure. Maybe yours, later.
[While Kravitz might be shy about laying hands, Taako isn't, and he spreads the hand he used to pull the other man in, letting his nails drag lazily across his chest.]
And I just wanted to get out. Have a little Taako Time. But I'd say you're cordially invited to the party.
[The bartender sets their drinks down, and Taako lifts his glass, taking a gulp and then making a show of licking from the bottom of the glass up to catch a stray drop. It ends with a rather obscene sucking sound as his lips pull off the rim, and his tongue darts out one more time to lick the edge of his lip.]
Thanks for bringing me something tasty. And the drink, y'know, natch.