<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><strong>Name:</strong>  Rome Ivos Dotson.<br/><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br/><strong>Location:</strong> Forest.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br/><br/></span><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">He smiled wickedly when his hand was grasped by the wrist, yet he knew exactly when to back away and not push too far. There was a fine line between teasing and actually losing this game, and they both walked such a dangerous path. Yet he still was the one to tease, reveling in his little victory as she spoke of his boldness, and rather relieved that she appreciated it. Though he could not lie, the touch of his fingers against her flesh send jolting sparks down his body that fueled his curiosity and desire for the woman before him. Furthermore, he could not help but pause to question what he touched. Had his hand not reached high enough to feel what was hidden beneath the dress, or was she simply without such restrictions. The though had him lost in his thought again, her goal of driving his fantasies even further suceeding in fold, paying him back for the little teasing grab and having it backfire on him.<br/><br/>He would have said something, if she did not adorably lock her arm along with his own and began walking with him. Teasing aside, she was actually beautifully adorable and funny, only serving to add his to his attraction towards her. He would flash her a smile and lean his arm up against her fingers whenever they caressed his bicep, his hips teasingly bumping back when she least expected, though not enough to throw her off balance, just to affirm his closeness, to reassert his affection, to maintain that physical contact which seemed to be ever close, yet so far. He loved the chase, loved her teasing that took him over the edge and back, drawing the best out of him. To outside eyes, they looked like a rather beautiful couple who were walking down the streets of Amsterdam, arm in arm, completely oblivious to the sexual tension and teasing that they waged on one another. <br/><br/>"Oh and I would not dare tell you what to wear, you've already proven that your ability to pick out clothes are absolutely stunningly perfect." He flashed her that smirk as he spoke, eyeing her body rather obviously as he was stating, making sure he knew how much he was enthralled by her choice if she had not clued in already. He snickered when she continued, speaking about her selection of exploring hands. He could not help but flash a slightly cheesy smile at her, drawn about by her own pair of pink lips as they curved upwards into a smile of their own. <br/><br/>Time nearly flew when they were together, so it was no surprise that they reached restaurant so quickly. From the outside, it seemed like a small place with a rather elegant sign displaying it's name in bright blue, yet from the inside it seemed to be a little bigger. He reluctantly unlinked his arm from her own, only to grab the door knob and lightly swing the door open, standing at it's side as he held the door open for her with a wicked smile along his lips. "M'lady, after you~" </span>