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[ the door of the car closes with a light thudas he gets out. slips the sunglasses off his eyes & onto his head, nestled into his hair; he's dressed rather casually today, red dress-shirt with its top two buttons undone & the rest in a suit-like attire. seems to blend right into the crowd as soon as he enters the building, surrounded by people who live to sell their looks. ignores the gazes, entirely faithful to his purpose at present. he only stops once to ask for directions --

"Tell me. Where would Brianna be at this hour?"

& he saunters into the area, standing in the shadows as he watches the flashes of light caress brianna's form, appreciative. ]

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[ is grateful for the touch, head rolling back slightly within the motions. really wishes they were home right now (more privacy, less wandering eyes), but that can wait until later. ]

Mmm as am I.

[ & the touches continue. ]

Try not to let your kindness show.

[ hums some more in approval, eyes once again sliding shut. ]

Oh my, but that will be quite difficult to do.

It's worth an effort.

[ eyes close again as he drops his chin onto her shoulders while the hands snake themselves around her waist. doesn't pull her close, but is an embrace all the same. ]

[ lifts her hands to place them atop his own, finding herself swaying slightly to and fro, the motion barely there despite that. ]

And don't you smile too much, either.

Ah? Then what sort of expression should I wear?

Surprise me.

[ thoughtful silence, little movement. there are only brief twitches around the lips & corners of his eyes as if in experimentation. ]

[ too bad she can't see it at the moment, though that's probably for the best. she's in too good of a mood to break their trance for another few moments. ]

[ those are the moments that he'll use to slip back into his smiles, shaking his head once. presses his hands down against her waist to bring her closer to his chest. a kiss to the shoulder, maybe a light nip. ]

Will this be worth my effort?

[ chuckles lightly and shakes her head, glancing up at him with a tilt of her head while pressing a little further against him. ]

Most likely. I do owe you a proper meal still, after all.

That you do. I hadn't forgotten.

And what will it be this time, hm?

Promised me a maid, did you not?

[ another hum, a quiet kiss to his forearm. ]

I was going to give you a choice, but I believe a maid could be arranged.

[ rocks them back & forth, his hips rolling once into hers. ]

Mm. It has been a while.

[ voices a low sound of approval, pressing herself fully against him. ]

Are you excited?

[ hands to the side of her hips, fingers pressed into them firmly as the movement -- back & forth, back & forth -- continue. ]

I believe I make that answer rather obvious.

Hn. No harm in asking.

[ braces her arms against him, lifting up slightly to nip at his bottom lip. ]

[ leans his head away, teasing. ]

Mm. Any plans on going home tonight?

[ pouts endearingly, going instead to attack his earlobe briefly, breathing into his ear. ]

As long as it involves continuing this little exchange later.

A promise, then.

[ pulls his head away completely, releasing her almost reluctantly as he takes two steps away, fixing his shirt & suit. ]

Oh, you're too kind~

[ looks pleased, even if he moved away. instead reaches down for her pants, as they mysteriously fell out of her hands along the way.

pull. zip. shift; looks pretty much ready to go. ]

[ inclines his head & heads for the door, opening & keeps it open, waiting for her to exit first. ]

[ grabs the purse seated on a chair by the door, stepping out with a wink to albert. catwalks towards the exit, saying short "goodbye"s to people who wave and say the same. ]