<div class="floatleft">(https://www.themostbeautifulwomen.net/wp-content/uploads/Olivia-Wilde-Pamela-Hanson-Photographer.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://66.media.tumblr.com/68363add537d3e6abab61e4610178577/tumblr_inline_pe57bpDqbP1sbnr38_500.gif)</div>Darcy's nuzzling earns a little tilt of the head. A downward glance, a bashful smile, and yes, all the discipline in the world required not to snicker or chuckle. Darcy's body language is freeing, her banter growing more and more familiar with every encounter, and for Olivia, it says something that the the tech girl one might imagine to be most comfortable behind a monitor, proves so able to seamlessly transform into a flirtatious butterfly of her own making.<br/><br/>With Darcy's hand finding Olivia's hip, the mogul seductress allows her own right hand to drift in turn. The criss-crossing design of Darcy's appealing dress allow for Olivia's hands to hook onto them, one finger descending down each rung of the ladder, so to speak, lowering more and more along Darcy's hips before hooking her fingertips into one of the fabric criss-crosses, and letting it settle.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">"Now Darcy-..."</span>- Olivia tilts her head curiously, using her hand on Darcy's hip to direct the agent to slowly twirl in front of her, another hand giving one hip a little push while the other hand gave a decisive pull. The end result of the simple gesture being to turn the close-standing Darcy on her own feet, a small twirl, a twist, a changing of her position, just enough to rest her chin on the other woman's shoulder, holding her from behind.<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">"I didn't know you could sing."</span><br/><br/>A small inhale... a little sway... but a carressing hug from behind while letting Darcy's shoulder still be an appealing perch for her chin saw Olivia continue to speak.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">"Dance... sure. Dance some more... absolutely. Other pastimes-..."</span>a drifting pause, a kiss to that shoulder, but still a casual hugging sway...<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">"But I don't believe I've heard you sing yet..."</span>