While watching the fire Lillian fidgeted with Charis's thigh pants innocently. Though it could easily be taken the wrong way. Charis tensed up. "Uh-" A small tent started to form in his pants.
"Hm?" Lillian looked up.
Charis's face was red, "Nothing, n-never Mind."
Lillian turned to look at Charis. Her agonizingly large breasts brushed against his arm. Her eyes concerned. Suddenly her clothes were all too loose. Hiding all the good stuff.
Charis set his jaw, incredibly embarrassed at his thoughts. He took a sharp breath trying to calm himself, but failing quite obviously. "Can you scoot over abit?" He asked awkwardly. "I- yes of course." Lillian said, dejected. She moved about a foot away from him. Charis gave a sad smile. "Thank you- I'm sorry."
"For what?" Lillian asked.
"Don't worry about it-" They said quickly. Standing up. "I'll be outside if you need me." They dashed out.
"..." Lillian blinked. She sat alone, waiting for Charis to return.
Charis leaned on the banister, panting softly. They took this chance to spark their cigarette. Taking a quick, needy, breath of smoke. They tried organize their thoughts. Praying that they could slow the pounding of their heart and their- little issue.
