Black Swan's smile turns sly, but she just winks, and says nothing.
Oh, she could be crass if she wanted, and indulge in heavy innuendo, but she rather likes building things up like a crescendo in a piece of classic music. She likes the rising energy, the anticipation, the excitement. To be obvious would be doing away with a lot of that.
For a while, they just dance, and Black Swan delights in the feelings of closeness, of the warmth of Acheron's skin and the confidence of her hands. It's easy to get swept along with the music and the mood, and the beautiful woman in her arms. The lights have dimmed for this slower dance, and couples sway alongside them, each of them in their own worlds. Black Swan could cultivate a lot of pretty memories here; she may pluck one or two, later, of particular merit. But right now, her focus is on Acheron.
"I have a mind to treat you tonight," she says eventually. "If you could spare the time, obviously. I heard of a restaurant here held in particularly high esteem; would you care to dine with me?"
no subject
Oh, she could be crass if she wanted, and indulge in heavy innuendo, but she rather likes building things up like a crescendo in a piece of classic music. She likes the rising energy, the anticipation, the excitement. To be obvious would be doing away with a lot of that.
For a while, they just dance, and Black Swan delights in the feelings of closeness, of the warmth of Acheron's skin and the confidence of her hands. It's easy to get swept along with the music and the mood, and the beautiful woman in her arms. The lights have dimmed for this slower dance, and couples sway alongside them, each of them in their own worlds. Black Swan could cultivate a lot of pretty memories here; she may pluck one or two, later, of particular merit. But right now, her focus is on Acheron.
"I have a mind to treat you tonight," she says eventually. "If you could spare the time, obviously. I heard of a restaurant here held in particularly high esteem; would you care to dine with me?"