<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/09/4d/5b/094d5b142474cf8e2ccb68f67d7c4034.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mark Watson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15011290#msg15011290)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>26<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Hetero<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Thunder Bay, Ontario, Canada<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>2 July, 2019, evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>At the aforementioned very exquisite restaurant<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Suit As Pictured</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://proxy.duckduckgo.com/iu/?u=https%3A%2F%2Fbeardresource.com%2Fwp-content%2Fuploads%2F2016%2F07%2Fbeards-and-suit.jpg&amp;f=1)</div></div>Jacket, vest and tie are off (thanks to Elsa and her attentive fingers)<br/><br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>No one as yet<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Elsa<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>He laughed softly and bit his lower lip a moment as Elsa suggested "taking it up a notch".    He shook his head slightly before responding...but while talking he still held Elsa close simply because it felt nice to have her as close as she was.<em>"Yeah...no.  I can do a box step and I can polka until your feet fall off.  Salsa and tango?  No."</em><br/><br/>He nodded his head to her slightly, his smile growing warmer as his hand between her shoulders slipped down to rest more intimately on the small of her back.  One fingertip resting low enough to have found the strip of warm, bare flesh between her top and her jeans.<em>"I suppose it's my turn to trust you now."</em><br/><br/>It had felt nice to move with her once they had found each other's rhythm with the box step...and while he knew the salsa and the tango were profoundly more physical and sensual dances, there was a good part of him that was looking forward to seeing Elsa move in such a way.<br/><br/>He gave her a playful grin and a mock-stern look.<em>"Don't screw this up, Elsa."</em>