I thought people were into the tall and mysterious types. [A little bit of joking. Wriothesley doesn't quite fit that bill. He's pretty friendly enough. He just also keeps a lot of cards close to his chest.]

We are not small people, monsieur. [He laughs a little at that.] As far as average goes, we're on the taller side and all. Our appearance just isn't what most would think cute at first glance. [Wriothesley reaches out and gently presses his finger against Nimah's nose. He actually boops the man on the nose.] I think you're rather cute though.

[He would have willingly parted his lips without any hesitation, but he can't help but moan into Nimah's mouth as he arches his back at the feel of a calloused thumb teasing one of his nipples mixed with the feeling of their cocks slide together. Nails dig lightly into Nimah's shoulders as he tries to keep himself grounded.] Ah, be careful. I'm sensitive there.