<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/29/fe/e3/29fee345d3ea45a495a6225f5a662886.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Name:</strong> Corwin Lynch<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Dance Floor<br/><strong>Time:</strong> Night is Young <br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> As Shown<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Holly Outerbridge, OPEN<br/></span><hr/>Ace boy. He tried to wrap his head around what that was supposed to mean as the floor started to fill with others that were anxious to get the party going. He didn't get very far though. The woman in front of him was distracting enough to make him wonder if there was even a point to it. It was part of his job description to take everything anybody said to him seriously and over analyze every social interaction to the point of obsession. It wasn't easy to turn off, no matter what the social interaction, whether it was a literal or metaphorical mask that he was wearing. That morose train of through was brought to solid halt, the moment where his eyes lost focus and he knew he'd fallen out of rhythm. He snapped back just as quickly, biting his lip even before her head shot back forward after she told him to think of something shorter.<br/><br/>He quite liked her fitness. It showed a kind of natural beauty that melded perfectly with the kind of exercise that wasn't only for cosmetic purposes. He knew a thing or two about that. Not at her kind of level, he didn't think, but still, that perfect ass of hers was pressing up against a body that'd been through a handful of crucibles of its own in its day.<br/><br/>Once again, his thoughts were interrupted. Not on his own, but when she broke away from him. Corwin tilted his head, a smile playing across his lips as he stepped in close enough to place hands on her ships, but not close enough to interrupt the very... distracting display.<br/><br/>As she came up again, he had to take in a breath, biting his bottom lip as he stepped in close to her again, and not only because the dance floor was starting to fill up quickly. As she tilted her head, he couldn't resist the urge to lean down and press a light, tantalizing kiss to her neck as his hands settled on her hips again," Well, considering that my mouth will be busy proving just how delectable you are, love, I'm afraid I'll have to leave the screaming to you," His hands moved down, giving that firm ass that she seemed so proud of a brazen, two-handed squeeze," If ya take my meaning."