Wildest Dreams

Under any other circumstances, Yoon would have already been trying to guide the woman to an alley way, to steal as many kisses as he could, perhaps even bury himself deep between creamy thighs until he came, but when Seraphine pulled his hands and put them on her body he had a sense of foreboding that would not shake, as if some cosmic shift had taken place and he was no longer in semi-charge of their time together. The dynamic between them had been upended, and he wasn't sure if he was upset by it or not.

The dance was as much a feast of the flesh as it was for the eyes for him, seeing her lips part seductively, feeling her breath along his skin, the way her limbs undulated with a rhythm only the two of them could feel now -- the music was gone -- Yoon didn't think they had been dancing to anything with a discernable beat for minutes now as he took in her flushed cheeks and fully dilated eyes, her rapidly rising and falling chest. He teased back as much as she did, a lip catching at the fine hairs along her neck, but never skin, his hand splayed wide along her lower back to help their hips stay in time with one another, and yet all of it was laced with a niggling fear that ate at the back of his skull, trying to worm it's way in, even as his body screamed yes.

You strike a hard bargain, Lady Seraphine.., he started, body screaming at his brain to go with the flow, to let it happen. She was admittedly single, and he would be leaving the city soon enough, home to his "wife" and a myriad of other conquests he would and could have if he wanted -- but this, a taste of the forbidden, and it was the woman's name day, perhaps a few kisses before he took her home would ... But you've drank far too much for me to think that you'd really want me to take you somewhere 'less public', so let me offer to dance you home instead, hmm? There was no denying that the dance had an effect on him, so he was just as keen as her to leave bright lights that would highlight just how affect he was. A hand disappeared into a pocket to make a minor adjustment, before he took out enough silver for their drinks, leaving the money to the bar keep, and going to guide Seraphine out into the cool of the night -- a walk would help cool some of that ardor, maybe get rid of that feeling that they were being watched.

As soon as he had them out the door, he offered her an arm, a black tom shooting past his feet and into an alleyway around the corner, What's a cat doing here.. he chuckled, as he folded Seraphine under an arm, Now, let's see about that dance, we can keep to the shadows, and dance you a night to remember, Yoon pulled her back close, along the edge of the alley way's shadows, And if you decide it's kisses you do want along the way, well, dearest, you'll have to claim them for yourself.. That didn't sting his sense of honor quite as much, even if it really was no different.

@Seraphine Salvo