Léon had watched the boy undress, almost mesmerised by the movements, the shape of the boy's narrow waist and hips and the dusky colour of the boy's skin in the candle light. "Of course."
he got to his feet, moving to the boy and taking the two trailing ends of cord carefully, gently tightening them, bringing the back of the dress together. "It suits you very much. I imagine this is a very popular... service?" Léon asks, finishing tying the cord and placing his hands on the boy's hips, be it only momentarily.