MOON
"And here I thought we have bonded Yaren. How dare you hold a party and not invite me to it?" Fionna drawled in a husky voice, standing by Yaren's side with her hands akimbo and her legs crossed.
Basil scoffed lightly, his leering eyes roaming over Fionna's body in a lewd manner.
The Red Hand in question was dressed to the Ts in dark leather that hugged her lithe figure decadently and highlighted all of her curves. She had on a knee high leather booth, and an ample amount of cleavage showed from the tight leather long sleeve jacket that she had on.
"And who is this beautiful thing?" Basil inquired in an appreciative albeit creepy voice. "I wasn't aware that you indulged in this kind of pleasure, bastard."
Fionna smiled broadly, covering Yaren's balled fists with her fingers while she leaned down to whisper to the man.
