"Itchy?" He echoed with a smirk and ran his hand up and down her thigh suggestively. "Perhaps I could be of service? And I'll gladly model for you. You only need ask." Andras chuckled as he turned his gaze down to watch his fingertips whisper over the front of her pelvis. Another suggestion but he didn't move in inappropriately. Not yet. Although he seemed mere seconds from bursting the seams of his slacks.