Nish/Abel
He had to stop himself from going giddy at the look in her eyes, which was something he recognized all too well. Carefully, with just as much precise timing as he'd used to enter this event, he reached out to let the exterior of his knuckles run along her outer leg, going from knee up.
"Bathroom?" The word was simple, yet charged. A hunger pulsed through it, though not for what Nish must have thought. Abel held Nishka's gaze, the proverbial rabbit nearly lured into the trap.