Fountain: James and Gilderoi
"Total privacy," James responded, growing hard under his half-put together suit. "Except for a few who might wander that way. But that just adds to the fun, yeah?" And who fucking cared? James laughed softly and nipped his teeth, fangs in, against Gileroi's throat.
"Maybe, one day, I can bite that pristine neckline of yours." James was tugging Gil out of the ballroom and towards the hallway where he knew there was a secluded alcove for such activities.