Drinking Games: Felix, Lily & Open
Lily's smile widened, lifting her arms to drape them around his shoulders, one hand pressed against the back of his neck, fingers buried in the short hairs at the back of his neck as his arms tightened around her and he pulled her closer. God, the thrill was so intense, she wondered if there were any better kind of high. She wanted to keep him, and she wanted him to keep her, the first of her cohort, as it were, the people she would have at this school who would do anything for her.
It buried itself into his mind, into his subconscious. A want. A need. A desire, to some extent.
"A dance?" her voice was low, almost sultry as she met his eyes again, "I'd love to."