Sweeney accepts the information, his mind painting blurry pictures as he tries to put all the potential pieces together.
"How many times can ya go?" He gestures vaguely towards Dorian's lap with his cigarette. Best to know where and when to make use of such things. Don't want to tap him empty too early.
Yeah, Dorian's getting what Sweeney's putting down.
"Twice," he answers. "Three times if I'm pushing it and I'm not drawing it out—and you needn't worry, I can draw it out for a long as I want. But again, we'll need to stagger it."
He nods, tucking away the information. Another long drag, and Sweeney taps his ash.
"Ya have a preference between women an' men?" There's no guarantee the answer will factor in too heavily on their activities, but it's still good to know.
Not surprising, and Sweeney doesn't seem disappointed, though they can probably both guess his interest lies towards women. Watching is a different bird from doing, after all. Dorian's open to the options, and that's what matters.
"How 'bout group things?" He's quick to clarify. "Not thinkin' a herd. Most likely three. Five at the most."
One corner of his lips curl, threatening a dimple before he releases it with a drag of his cigarette. He can definitely work with that.
"Anythin' else ya've been missin'?" Sweeney tips his head to one side. "Or that 'bout do ya?" It's obvious from his tone that he's completely fine with continuing to listen to the man's wants, should he have some that haven't been touched on.
"Good. Hopefully that will make fer some...enthusiasm when I get back in town." Sweeney knows this will likely be worth the wait.
He glances to the handful of coins on the ground that had fallen with the stool. His gaze returns to Dorian with a tip of his head.
"Fer services rendered." More than he would normally tip, but fuck it.
"Take the rest of the night ta yerself." Sweeney adds a warning. "I'm gonna be in there drinkin', so don't let me see ya takin' other folk on when yer time's been paid fer." A deal's a deal.
Dorian's eyes widen before he gives Sweeney a nod. He stands up before starting to scoop up the coins for himself.
"If you see me with anyone else, know that they came over of their own free will." Dorian gives Sweeney a little smirk, getting back up to his feet. "After all, I'm sure I charmed both Rose and Thomas."
"Talkin's fine." Sweeney is serious, but doesn't have a hard edge.
"Just tell 'em ya'll catch them tomorrow." His brow arches neatly. "Or we can stay in here, an' I can watch yer second go." It's really up to Dorian. Sweeney's content to get his money's worth, however that happens.
There's a moment before he lets out a small chuckle.
"We'll see how the night goes," Dorian says, as he stands up. This time, he actually grabs his shirt and the rest of his clothes. "No matter what, I look forward to working with you again."
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"How many times can ya go?" He gestures vaguely towards Dorian's lap with his cigarette. Best to know where and when to make use of such things. Don't want to tap him empty too early.
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"Twice," he answers. "Three times if I'm pushing it and I'm not drawing it out—and you needn't worry, I can draw it out for a long as I want. But again, we'll need to stagger it."
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"Ya have a preference between women an' men?" There's no guarantee the answer will factor in too heavily on their activities, but it's still good to know.
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"How 'bout group things?" He's quick to clarify. "Not thinkin' a herd. Most likely three. Five at the most."
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"Anythin' else ya've been missin'?" Sweeney tips his head to one side. "Or that 'bout do ya?" It's obvious from his tone that he's completely fine with continuing to listen to the man's wants, should he have some that haven't been touched on.
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Indeed, he's still grinning like an idiot.
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He glances to the handful of coins on the ground that had fallen with the stool. His gaze returns to Dorian with a tip of his head.
"Fer services rendered." More than he would normally tip, but fuck it.
"Take the rest of the night ta yerself." Sweeney adds a warning. "I'm gonna be in there drinkin', so don't let me see ya takin' other folk on when yer time's been paid fer." A deal's a deal.
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"If you see me with anyone else, know that they came over of their own free will." Dorian gives Sweeney a little smirk, getting back up to his feet. "After all, I'm sure I charmed both Rose and Thomas."
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"Just tell 'em ya'll catch them tomorrow." His brow arches neatly. "Or we can stay in here, an' I can watch yer second go." It's really up to Dorian. Sweeney's content to get his money's worth, however that happens.
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"We'll see how the night goes," Dorian says, as he stands up. This time, he actually grabs his shirt and the rest of his clothes. "No matter what, I look forward to working with you again."
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"I'll do my best ta make it interestin'." Sweeney's sure as fuck it will be. His blood is already starting to travel downward at the very thought.
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And with a small little nod of his head, Dorian turns to leave the room and head back to his own.