Meeting the eyes of a large bull, large even by the standards of his kind, you wink at him, an unspoken invitation for him to join you. A moment later, he gently lowers himself onto the stool next to you. “So, what’s your name beautiful?” He asked in a smooth, deep voice. You decided you liked it.
“You first big boy.” You reply after taking a sip of your drink, a coy smirk gracing your lips.
“Well, I suppose it would only be polite.” He grins at you. “I’m Maximilian.”
“Lucy.” You turn to face him properly. “It’s nice to meet you Maximilian.”
His grin turns a little sheepish. “Please, just call me Max.”
You grin. “So then, Max, what brings you here?” You ask.
“An invitation.” His reply is said in a deadpan, that catches you off guard for a moment, before he starts chuckling. You join his laughter. “In truth, curiosity mostly, never been to one of these high class parties before. That, and the chance of meeting a beautiful vixen like yourself.”
You take a sip of your drink, a faint blush hidden by your fur. “Well then Max, I suppose you’ll want to get to know this ‘beautiful vixen’ better then, won’t you?” You smirk as he grins.
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