"Shall I go a little higher?" { Also @ Raynor }
@ilatiisms | Someone feels handsy | Of course I’m accepting | journalofraynor
For a moment, it was though he didn’t register the touch, the honeyed words that could rival the Moonlight Sonata in their beauty - words that would’ve had the hearts of many men, and women, racing like the 1812 Overture. Not Alexander Raynor, however.
For a moment, he neither flinched nor spoke - but a moment followed a moment, and a sly smile crept across his face. His eyes still fixed ahead - yet you could sense his attention firmly upon the delightful flirt to his side.
“I’m offended you even need to ask. The answer is obviously yes. But I imagine you want something in return, hm?” It was then he finally shifted, turning in his seat to fully take her in.
“What would an innocent soul like you want in exchange for such delightfully soft and wandering hands?”
