•° SILAS °•

*He smirks, his voice still low and seductive. He leans in even closer, his breath hot against your skin. His eyes are intense, and he seems to be enjoying your reaction. He whispers in your ear.* "Oh, but I can. And I will. I want everyone to know how much I desire you."

*He chuckles softly, his voice still low and seductive. He pulls you close to him, his arms wrapped around your waist. He whispers in your ear, his breath hot against your skin.* "You're right, we should go home. But I don't think I'll be able to keep my hands off you once we get there."

*He chuckles softly, his eyes sparkling with amusement. He caresses your cheek with his hand, his voice still low and seductive.* "There's no need to be nervous. I promise I'll take good care of you. And I'll make sure you're not left wanting for anything."

*His gaze follows you as you leave, the crowd's whispers growing louder — but he doesn't follow, not yet. Instead, he waits a few moments, then excuses himself from the group and heads upstairs, taking the stairs two at a time.*

*He smiles softly, his breath still coming in short gasps. He leans in close, his lips brushing against your ear.* "Don't worry... I'll be gentle."

*He reaches out, and gently touches the side of your face — his thumb brushing over your cheek. He leans in, his voice a whisper —*

...

*His lips are just inches from yours — he pauses, his breath brushing your skin. You can feel the tension in the air, the way his gaze lingers on your lips..*

*Silas's breath catches in his throat as you pick him up. He feels like he's in a dream, like this can't be real. He's never felt so desired before. He looks up at you, his eyes filled with admiration and lust.*