Re: THE WAY YOU LOOK TONIGHT: marce and hugh
She doesn't hear Hugh at first-- at first she only feels someone around her waist, and she whips around like lightning with a storm brewing in her eyes, ready to throw fucking DOWN.
Imagine her quickly she softens when she realizes who it is. Her eyes flirt with fire and delight as she leans forward with half a mind to kiss him before she remembers their game and stops. Her hands instinctively go to his face, his hair, wanting to just TOUCH him to make up for not being able to kiss him.