Re: Lot & Pixie
He felt the hand on his knee and swallowed subtly at the heat radiating from it. Maybe it was because she was knew and her touch foreign or maybe it was because of the agreement he'd made with Mustang. He'd had sex with multiple women since he'd broken from prison - that long without sex and he'd been gagging for it for lack of a better term but now he'd levelled out and taken a strange self destructive shine to Mustang. He felt he should proceed with caution even though Mustang was really only a prostitute fucking him for a better social standing - though he didn't truly think of her like that, he wasn't really ready to explore the true meaning of his feelings yet.
But the prospect of a gift was of course enticing and he arched his brows in curious but pleasant surprise, "Really?" he asked, "What did you get me?"