Xigbar let his arm drop down from around her shoulders to settle it loosely around her thin waist the moment she slid into his lap. His gloved fingertips rested lightly against her pale thigh, tracing absent patterns against the sensitive skin, and hey, if occasionally his fingers would nudge up her skirt just slightly, well surely that was just an accident. "I dunno, he looks pretty red." Xigbar leaned his head close to hers, grinning wide. One could almost imagine mischief shining in his eye. "Who knows what sort of thoughts Kaito's head is filled with right now."