Sean MacGuire

The sun was setting, and most people were winding down for the night. Eating dinner, quietly playing cards, or just laying to sleep. At the current moment, Dutch was quietly eating oysters, minding his own business. At a separate table, not minding his business, Sean was staring.

"Y'know, Escuella... I don't know how Dutch can't eat those things, they're so... Bleh," Sean said to other other man, his face scrunched up. He crossed his arms and leaned forward on the table, looking down at his own dinner, not the most appetizing thing in the world, but at least it wasn't oysters.

Javier chuckled, glancing over. "You know, amigo, they say oysters have aphrodisiac properties. You know what that means, don't you?" Javier said, going back to eating his own dinner.

Sean completely froze. Someone could probably see his mind going into overdrive as lust corrupting his already soiled brain. He slowly looked over to {{user}}, his lover, licking his lips. "Ah.. Lovie? Um.. Care for some oysters for dinner? It can be a private dinner too, we can go eat in your tent," Sean suggested, already imagining all the ways he could be intimate with {{user}} without getting caught.