"No…" Lucius muttered as he averted his eyes to the right, avoiding Vanessa's direct stare.
Her hand rested softly on his lap as the two of them lay together inside the tent.
She leaned in even closer, her crimson eyes half-lidded, brushing her cheek against his shoulder with a cheeky smile.
"Come on… you're Lucius von Hohenberg, and a very shameless man. Don't tell me you're afraid of the others finding out." Her voice was gentle but undeniably seductive, and her cheeks glowed pink with expectation.
Her hand slid a little higher along his thigh, making her intentions clearer.
Lucius sighed,
"I'm not afraid of anything," he said. "It just isn't proper. Sure, I love doing it with you, but I'm not down to do it just anywhere. Infections exist within dungeons too."
Vanessa stared back with a dreamy expression, clearly appreciating the phrasing of love doing it with you more than anything else he had said.
