<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/>She was very...very easy to have fun with.  She was also very easy to watch, particularly when she was doing the whole rocking step thing.  In particular, watching Elsa's hips was mesmerizing.  He dated some women that were as fit as Elsa and generally they couldn't move like Elsa did.  She was a seemingly limitless bundle of surprises.<br/><br/>She could see his brow furrow as he focused on her feet...one corner of his upper lip was drawn into his mouth as he concentrated.  Having a few false starts and pausing to get the motion right in his head...before transferring it down to his feet.  He wasn't the type to let failure or this kind of embarrassment get the better of him.<br/><br/>He held her hands in his gently but securely, just her fingers inside his calloused hands as he focused...finding it easier when he just felt the music like she had suggested and soon, while his hips were not moving like hers he was able to mirror the steps she was making.<br/><br/>Feeling confident enough to look up from her feet and meet her gaze once more as the two of them moved together in rhythmic flow of the dance she was leading him through.  Breathing in the scent that she left behind as she twirled upon his hand being lifted into the air.  A more surprised than confident grin formed upon his lips but for the moment...he felt great.  Centred.  This whole Love Island thing was going to work out after all.