<div align="center"><strong>-=Vincent Kincaid - Looking forward to eating out <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 4pt;">with</span> Mae - Persephone=-</strong></div><br/><em>"You make it sound so delicious! I hope you don't mind a visitor during those late night snacks.  I have a feeling my appetite for meat is going to pick up in the near future."</em><br/><br/>Vincent chuckled deviously at the reply, very much liking the implied meaning.  "It's fortunate that you live right next to the restaurant.  For you, it's open 24/7 and always eager to perform excellent service for the sake of high customer satisfaction."  Flirtations banter had always been common between them, but it had never had felt quite like this.  It was enough to cause his anticipation for the night to double and redouble several times over.<br/><br/><em>"Sagura's.  I've never heard of this place before. Is this one of your old haunts?”</em><br/><br/>A smile played along his lips, enjoying the transition from flirtatious remarks to learning more about one another.  Such a thing was necessary in any relationship that wasn't build entirely upon sex.  "Only every opportunity I got.  It wasn't too often that I visited this particular area while I still lived here.  At least when I wasn't on the clock.  You've just met the guy, but I'm pretty sure you could tell Tony is the sort to always put work before pleasure.  Family or not, once he had his boss hat on that meant there was work to be done."<br/><br/>Vincent waited patiently as Mae considered his offer.  He would have been happy with either choice; riding him gave him all the excuse he needed to savor the feeling of her warm thighs as his hands kept her supported.  Then again, he would certainly not argue with finding a small booth in the dimly lit eatery to see where things would go once they were more shrouded from the general public.<br/><br/><em>"Skewer me to go big boy! I vow to lick every ounce of sauce from every inch of you should the need arise.”</em><br/><br/>A low delighted moan bubbled in his throat.  "Then prepare for a rough ride, I plan on hitting every bump I find.  Since my shirt is so thin, I'll leave it up to you to figure out what to do should anything soak through."  Vincent's body reacted involuntarily to the sensation of Mae's teeth capturing his earlobe as he sighed dreamily while his body arched by the slightest degree.  It felt so good.<br/><br/><em>"On second thought, maybe we could find a nice little cozy corner. I can still feed you if you want.  I'll sit on your lap and you can hold me so I don't fall off.”</em><br/><br/>For a moment, his libido broke free from its bonds as he rounded out of the recession and all but kicked his way through the door leading into the restaurant proper.  Instead of running to the most secluded and dimly lit corner of the building, he managed to restore his composure long enough to approach the interior bar so they could place their order.  Much to Sagura's credit, he didn't so much as blink at the rampant public display of affection as he turned to once again assume the stance of cook waiting to accept an order.  Once the selections were made, Vincent carried Mae to the back of the cozy room.  He was glad to see that there was only one other group of customers there seated closer to the front.  Which meant they would nearly be completely hidden once they sat at one of the two-person tables hidden behind the high-backed wooden booths.<br/><br/>Leaning forward, Vincent allowed Mae to slide off his back though his hands made it a point to slide along her frame as she did so.  Perhaps he reached a little further back than necessary and he may very well have intentionally coped a quick feel of her ass as she dismounted, but he wouldn't admit to it.  Unless Mae asked, in which case it would be a matter of answering truthfully or letting his blushing give it away.  Vincent pulled out one of the chairs and sat in it, angling himself in such a way so that his legs would make for an excellent seat had she been serious about her earlier statement.  He had noticed how highly her skirt had ridden up as a result of her position upon his back, as was inevitable, and took a moment to admire her sensual beauty for a tasteful moment before reaching out to offer a seat in his lap.<br/><br/>A playful smile adorned his expression.  "You've already offered, I'd be heartbroken if you went back on it now."