Do you? I like to think that good things come to those that wait. [ perhaps full, painted lips wrapped around graves' cock, smoky eyes peering up at him through thick, long lashes. he lets it hang there a moment before he's stealing a third kiss, barely a peck as he allows himself to be led outside. credence leans into the gentle touches, one hand resting on his arm as they walk. ] Is he? I can see why he'd like to keep you all to himself. I half fancy stealing you away for good already.

[ climbing into the car looks easy enough, a delicate slide across the seat in a way far more feminine than is his usual. once he's settled in he sets the clutch down between them (no wandering hands yet, mister graves) and looks over at him fondly - almost adoringly. ] You're definitely spoiling me, but I can't help delighting in it. I fully believe you can do as you promised. [ he tilts his head, manicured fingers gently pulling through the ends of his hair. ]

Shall we make it a challenge, then? Let's make it a night I won't ever forget.