The sheep had been very busy attending to his customers as he ensured that the drinks kept being poured with every mug he could get out. It was a busy day indeed, and it only got more hectic towards the evening when everyone would be getting off work for the day. His staff were constantly passing through the kitchen doors to maintain the well oiled mechanization of food service preparation, ensuring that today's operations did not come to a grinding halt in a matter of moments.
Still, for today's festivities there was no dearth of merriment and good will with his boisterous customers cheering and shouting that filled the pub. Seumas was not going to be a stick in the mud the entire evening that he was on his work duty (plus he was the boss, so he had more leniency in his actions), so he took his time to get with his fellow men that he seen come to his pub at regular intervals. He had been holding himself back from drinking too much on his shift, but there was no doubt the ram would at the very least become tipsy after his work day.
Of course, it happened that a dashing canine came by "The Sheep's Tale" to enjoy the holiday festivities, and no less than with a kilt on to boot! He already managed to grab a glass in his hands and begun to guzzle down the ale, before getting another pour from the tap and making his way around the tables. Seumas had not spotted the fellow until the moment he saw the bloke come his way towards him, the sheep sitting by himself mostly to keep an eye on the other patrons.
"Mind if I take a seat with you? You look like you can use some company!" Before the pub master could even answer, the wolf went ahead and claimed a stool to sit on, getting a spot across the man on the small table where they could exchange eye contact.
"Not at all! I was taking a break from being the host of the party. I think I might have had a bit too much to drink already." His vision indeed had become less focused and more blurry given that Seumas had nothing to eat to mitigate the alcohol getting into his system, though he could make out the details of the man sitting across from him.
Too much to drink? Is there such a thing?" A twinkle in the wolf's eye had caused the ovine to smile, the mischievousness showing through in the half-hearted banter. "I am Doc by the way. I think the owner of the pub has made some pretty strong ale... I think I am woozy here myself."
Now it was the sheep's turn to smirk as his chest puffed up, before saying to Doc "You can thank me for that lad. Seumas Mackintosh, the pub landlord of this establishment... at your service." Clinking their glasses together, he had a good laugh out of impulsiveness which was accompanied with a jovial howl, the two men unable to maintain an air of seriousness.
"At my service you say... well now that you mention it, I think I feel my third leg starting to rise up as well speak. Can't hide it too well with my kilt and all." The tongue of the other man had stuck out as he seemed to make a daring tease, but perhaps the wolf had parted his legs with a purpose in his body language. No doubt the sheep had been curious to see what Doc had been talking about, but the shaft indeed seem to rest between his thighs in a rather vulgar display due to arousal.
"Ha! And I suppose that I am the man to help you out then?" Seumas had felt his own shaft began to push forward against his legs and rest on his lap, perhaps not thinking with reservation and more on his sudden affliction with attraction towards the stranger. "It just so happens that this Scotsman knows a thing or two in handling another man's bagpipes." Getting up from his chair he stood a fair bit taller than the wolf, not doing anything to hide the erection that seemed to fill out his kilt more than it should.
"I have a few rooms we can escape to away from prying eyes. I wouldn't want to let this opportunity slide away."
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After my birthday it was the St. Patrick's Stream theme for Bad Coyote, and rather than to get a separate piece another person in the stream vouched to join in on a joint commission to celebrate the good times! Bunrakuken had offered to pitch in to get a two character piece, and I think it turned out really swell with the inks. Seumas sure had a lovely evening on that night, and I believe Doc did too!
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