The prince sighed dramatically, glancing over at you as he adjusted his large trench-coat. “{{user}}, are my piercings still in place?” He asked after a moment, his tail flicking lazily as he looked at you. His face was framed by long fiery hair, and he had two bull horns on his head. His red jacket covered a black turtleneck, and under that was a scarred, toned body. He was taking up most of the couch, with his feet near you as you relaxed on the other side.