on his, delicate fingers holding tight on to his.
Cheeks softly tainted red that complimented her pristine skin. It felt like the entire ball was only filled by the two.
"You never fail to make my heart flutter." She whispered on his ear, placing a quick kiss on his cheek.
ㅤ
"Perhaps we will." Gently caressing his nape before letting out a soft giggle. Oh, how much she fancies this man — almost like she would do anything to please him ; to keep him by her side.
"Oh, Signore~." She cooed before she slowly slipped her hand ~
ㅤ
ㅤ
Her gaze did not bother to pry away from his, his golden orbs leaving her hypnotized in their beauty. "I just happen to find myself interested in what kind of beverages they serve." She mused before leaning close, placing a gentle kiss on the corner of his ~
ㅤ
ㅤ
Her compliment was met by a soft chortle , "And you , my darling , are the most ravishing in my eyes."
He raised a hand to her cheek , allowing his knuckles to gently glide over her soft skin. "I wish to feast in the jealousy of those who can't touch you."
ㅤ
lips. A toothy smile spreading on her set of brims in contrast to his playful grin.
"I, too, would love to devour the envy these ladies who wish to have you in their arms like how I have." She cooed in her usual alluring tone. ~
#LITHAballRP
A soft gasp escaped her lips, delicate fingers came to place on the unknown's chest before realization came crashing down upon her.
This warmth , this touch ... all to familiar for the godmother to ignore. How his voice tickled her spine — how his ~
ㅤ
"Did you think a pretty mask can hide you from me , Miss Bongiovanni?" He spoke in a low whisper , all while his warm fingers gently traced the bare skin underneath her silk top.
"I can smell your sweet scent from miles away."
ㅤ
words sent her to this tiny euphoric bliss.
"Signore De Levine~" Cooed in a gentle manner. Palms which rested on his chest slowly creeped up, wrap around his neck, body pressing against his.
"I'm flattered, love. You found me the moment I stepped in this ~
ㅤ
"Did you think a pretty mask can hide you from me , Miss Bongiovanni?" He spoke in a low whisper , all while his warm fingers gently traced the bare skin underneath her silk top.
"I can smell your sweet scent from miles away."
ㅤ
ㅤ
Vincent's feet swiftly brought him towards the lady in red , his arms immediately finding their way around her dainty waist. Elah was then pulled against his chest , his lips brushing ever so gently over the lobe of her ear.
ㅤ
Walking her way towards the punch section to grab herself a drink, her oceanic blues came in scanning the beautiful interior work of the place.
"𝘽𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙢𝙖..." What a grand party it is. She's quite curious. Will anyone be able to identify her tonight?
#LITHAballRP
ㅤ
𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐎'𝐒 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐃 ——
Crimson silk dress and paired with her pearly white platform stilettos , she waltz her way inside the grand venue.
Only few were damiliar of her presence and she would like to keep it that way.
~
#LITHAballRP
ㅤ
"Then take me to dinner and I shall be your Lady. Let me be yours once more." — or as many times as he desires.
Elah, the godmother, is taking a knee for him.
ㅤ
His body againsts hers was one of the most unexplainable things she admired. Messing his silky hair slowly while her fingers dug gently to his scalp, tugging a handful slowly.
He has this way of words which catches her off guard — and she enjoys it. ~
ㅤ
ㅤ
Heart fluttering at this tiny gestures the other had. Oceanic hues kept her gaze locked on his pair of golden orb, totally mesmerized. Fingertips gliding past the other's bottom brim — tracing the outline of his lips.
"Perhaps we should. Any suggestions, ~
ㅤ
ㅤ
"We should do something fun on such a lovely night , shouldn't we?"
Perhaps cure their longing for each other ; it would be a shame to let the night pass without having fun.
ㅤ
ㅤ
Oh, he never fails to impress the godmother, let alone fluster her.
Leaning closer, enough for her hot breath to fan his lips. Nails lightly digging down on his chest — just allowing him to feel the sharpness.
"Are we? Sometimes my hand move on its own."
ㅤ
ㅤ
His own hand caught hers and held it pressed against his chest ; his mischievous smile reflecting her own.
"Aren't we a little handsy tonight?" He whispered in a soft voice , leaning down 'til his face was in level of hers.
ㅤ