"I won't leave unless you ask me to."
May I Have This Dance?//One-on-one//
“Then that means you’re gonna he stuck with me for a while, Lady.”
"Well at least I'll be with someone I know appreciates me."
"And I'd be with someone interesting and didn't annoy me."
"You've only been around me for a couple minutes, you don't know how annoying I can be."
"Please, one of my skills is reading people, I know you're not gonna annoy me anytime soon."
She just chuckled softly. If only I could have your confidence…
After a few moments, Dorian sighed, "We should be getting back."
"Yeah, we really should." Despite her words, she didn't move. She didn't want to.
He kissed her cheek and moved away with a groan as he stood.
She rolled her eyes with a smile and stood wandering over to her dress and slipping it on. It was only then that she noticed the mark on her neck. "Dorian! How am I meant to explain this?" She huffed playfully.
Dorian chuckled and shrugged, “Uh… a rock fell on you? Or you could just tell them the truth.”
She rolled her eyes again. "Yeah, like both of those answers won't get you killed. The only difference is that the truth would get both of us murdered."
"Eh who cares," He grinned, "I don't regret what I did."
"I certainly hope you don't. And I regret mine either." She smiled a little, watching him.
Dorian sent her a wink, “Good, if you did I would be very disappointed.”
She rolled her eyes with a smile. "And we can't be having that, now can we?"
“No, no we can’t.” He chuckled and pulling on his pants, not bothering with his shirt.
"Because that would just be tragic." She flicked her hair over her shoulders before picking up her heels.
Dorian shook his head with a laugh, “Maybe not tragic. I think that’s a little far.”
"Is it? I thought we were going for overdramatic." She teased with a giggle.
He rolled his eyes though he was smiling, "Shuddup."
"Make me!" She dared, her mischievous grin never fading.
He raised a brow, and walked over, "Make you?"
"That's what I said, wasn't it?" She had no idea what she was getting into and she didn't care.
He placed his hands on her waist and pulled her into him. He lightly ran his lips over her neck and then up to her mouth, “Indeed it was.”
She smiled a little, feeling confident. "So I reiterate. Make me." This is a mistake. But do I care? Nope!
He took her bottom lip in between his teeth and gently sucked on it, letting his hands pull her in to his body more.
Her eyes never left his, a determination in her gaze that seemed to be trying to refuse his charms.
His tongue slowly entered her mouth, exploring the new space slowly.