Re: Blaise/Romi
There had always been something about Romi. They'd never really been tempted for a relationship, but the flings? The flings had been great, and it had worked for them, until he'd had draw a line once he'd bought the paper. It was one of the few things he'd had to do that he hadn't liked, but mixing that up could have been a recipe for disaster.
He watched her toss away the knickers and lick her fingers, and he was tempted to ask for a taste... but counseled himself to patience. That was one thing he usually had, patience, since he could stretch things out for long periods if need be.
He positively lounged in his chair, watching, discarding his jacket and his tie for now, toeing off his shoes, and sitting low in the sit, his interest in the show obvious even through his well tailored trousers. "Much better," he murmured. "Tease yourself for me, Romi, I want to see how wet you get before you give in to it."