Name: Damien<br/>Location: Belka, Party<br/>Tagging: Sally, open.<br/><br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Deep down, Damien was beginning to enjoy this. Despite the small talk, he took a breath in from his nose and managed to get a whiff of the perfume, soap or whatever beauty/hygiene cosmetic she had used. It was... pleasant to say the least. Then he noticed the warmth of her body from how close they were. He was never close to anyone physically like this and thus all these new things was a bit; overwhelming. That and ass the fact she was a very beautiful woman only added to the nerves. He really had no time to even think of anything perverted. Before anything else could be said, Sally fell forward, but it caught him off guard, but he had enough time to make she he broke her fall. Despite  the fact he could have gotten a facefull of her rather generous bust; her bust more or less pressed against his shoulders. He fell with her, but he held her tightly against him as he fell flat on his back, giving his pudgy body something soft to fall on. He hand that was clasped with hers had pulled away and his right arm was now around her shoulders in an protective embrace. A moment after the fall, he spoke. "Are you alright, milady?" His tone was of pure concern for her over her well-being rather than himself as he took the hard floor for her.