<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/53/Eikichi_Character_63.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Name:</strong> Daniel Wellbrooke (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=290637.msg14272462#msg14272462)<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Entrance<br/><strong>Time:</strong> Late<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Pictured + Mask (https://www.venicemaskedball.co.uk/ekmps/shops/maskedball/images/white-mask-with-black-design-1795-p.jpg)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kitty Conrad<br/><strong>Notes:</strong> Flirting<br/></span><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><br/>A soft smile decorated his lips as he caught a glimpse of her turning off his phone. He had technically just given it to her, but he’d assumed that just holding on to it would be enough for her rather than needing to turn it off entirely.. Oh well. It wasn’t like he actually needed the phone for anything, mostly he’d hoping handing it off to her would score some points with him in her books. Daniel was still blissfully unaware of who she was, or how him dragging his lips along her cheek and jaw along her form might be interpreted by those watching. But, he honestly didn’t care what a single person thought about what he was doing. As long as she liked it, and she didn’t protest, then he’d continue doing it because it was what he wanted and from what he could see she certainly wasn’t complaining about it either.<br/><br/>His hand on her waist was the one in control of rocking her back towards him, at least it had been before she’d managed to work her hand down between them. If his touch could have been considered bolder, than hers was nothing less than daring. Not that he was going to stop her, mind you, he was rather enjoying the sensation of her deft fingers dragging along those silken trousers as she tried to lightly massage at him. He did however decide to save her some decency by pressing her body backwards and drawing her further into him. It did little other than slightly cover the workings of her hands from outside view, unless someone decided to pry a bit too closely.<br/><br/>As for his other hand, it had pointedly decided to remain pressed along the line of that tantalizing chest of hers. When she’d lifted her chest, perhaps in shock of his brazen touch, Daniel had taken note of the fact that there seemed to be no other fabric on underneath that lovely red dress of hers. So, knowing that, it was rather difficult for him not to just continue pressing his fingers along the line of her swaying breasts to give her some tormented pleasure completely at her expense. He continued to guide her hips back, while her hand made it impossible for their hips to press together it didn’t mean he could slide her off to the side that Kitty’s hand wasn’t massaging. Not quite as perfect a fit as before but it would still let him feel the rather <em>fine</em> contours of her bottom as it pressed back into him. His body purposefully pressing back into hers so that she arched and only ended up lifting more of her voluptuous bosom into his waiting hand.<br/><br/><strong>"There are a few things that I’d say are worth being fired over.. I’m certainly not going to have any regrets."</strong> His voice was metered as he finally dipped his head forward, giving her lips what they’d been seeking as he took her in a passionate lip-lock. Much like he’d wasted no time in touching her, the kiss moved forward several bounds faster than in out to. This wasn’t a slow burning kiss, nor one would that was just testing boundaries. The kiss he gave her was hot, passionate, with his tongue just slightly poking seeking entrance into her mouth or waiting for hers to join his. The kiss was also meant to provide some momentary distraction for her to indulge in as his hands on her body didn’t just continue pressing her into him or taking advantage, but now actively began to sway her body into him. There was the slight movement of his feet, and his hips pressing back into her. The soft intimate touches he gave her mixing in with the occasional rocking he forced upon her body as the music continued to thumb against her ears. Both touching her, intimately, and dancing with her inappropriately, all while continuing that deep lip-lock.<br/><br/>Eventually, though, even while he continued to hold that kiss with her their bodies would stop pressing together. His hands no longer guiding her back towards him but rather, unraveling her. Where he’d turned her around to start he now turned her back, to face him, so that when their kiss eventually broke she’d be met with the sight of him, while her chest would be pressed up against his own firm form. As for both his hands, well they were wrapped around her waist but with how his fingers clenched it was more apt to say they were both resting on her bottom.</span>