Vincent

*leans in* Private seats. *smirks* Privacy.

*i raise an eyebrow, smirking* privacy? *steps even closer* that sounds very... interesting

Very interesting. *pulls you closer by the waist* Reclining seats, overhead lights that dim completely... *voice drops* No one would see a thing.

*i grab ur hands and put them on my abs*

*he feels your hands on his, and he can't help but feel a bit shy. He's never touched someone like this before. He looks up at you, his eyes filled with curiosity. He wants to know what you're feeling, so he slowly starts to run his hands along your abs.*