the library | byoa
There's a new librarian, it seems-- but as usual, in the hotel, nothing's ever quite that innocent. He's a pretty thing-- slim and golden-skinned, with tousled blond hair, wide blue eyes, and a pretty face with a smattering of freckles across the nose. He's restocking the books at that moment, dressed in little more than a pair of small leather shorts, boots, leather arm-braces, and a high leather collar laced with a yellow ribbon.
There's also a yellow ribbon laced up the corset piercings decorating his slender back. (He might be the naughtiest librarian to ever set foot in the place.)
The sound of footsteps catches his attention, and he glances back over his shoulder, the small round glasses on the bridge of his nose sliding down slightly with the motion. His smile is bright, pleasant-- and maybe a little wicked, one barely-clad hip jutting slightly as he plants his free hand on it.
"Looking for something?" He lifts the book currently in his other hand, the illustration on the front rather-- graphic. "Or maybe you've already found it." He crooks a finger in a come-hither gesture, turning to place his back against the shelves, the catch of the piercings against the dark wood and spines of the books making his breath catch with pleasure. "Come here, let Niiya help."
[ ooc; anri from adekan! .. au'd into librarian mode, i guess. anyway, he's a masochist, and he's not picky when he wants what he wants, so pretty much anyone's (other than children, since they do nothing.. for him..) welcome. just.. understand that he can get pretty kinky and he'll try to make your character hurt him. //// ]
There's also a yellow ribbon laced up the corset piercings decorating his slender back. (He might be the naughtiest librarian to ever set foot in the place.)
The sound of footsteps catches his attention, and he glances back over his shoulder, the small round glasses on the bridge of his nose sliding down slightly with the motion. His smile is bright, pleasant-- and maybe a little wicked, one barely-clad hip jutting slightly as he plants his free hand on it.
"Looking for something?" He lifts the book currently in his other hand, the illustration on the front rather-- graphic. "Or maybe you've already found it." He crooks a finger in a come-hither gesture, turning to place his back against the shelves, the catch of the piercings against the dark wood and spines of the books making his breath catch with pleasure. "Come here, let Niiya help."
[ ooc; anri from adekan! .. au'd into librarian mode, i guess. anyway, he's a masochist, and he's not picky when he wants what he wants, so pretty much anyone's (other than children, since they do nothing.. for him..) welcome. just.. understand that he can get pretty kinky and he'll try to make your character hurt him. //// ]