You say that now... [ he warns, playfully, and he knows full well the class is due to end any moment now. he'd rather it not - rather continue his semi-awkward seduction of one Slytherin Seven-Year Erik Lehnsherr, but for now, he's settling for sliding a hand on top of Erik's. incredibly smooth, at least in his own opinion. he can't help but smile from ear to ear whenever the other man dares to rake his eyes over his body, down over his chest to his aforementioned hips - and if he adjusts ever so slightly, who's to say that's against the rules? ]

Oh, is that so? Well, Lehnsherr, I'm pleased to report that I'm barely unable to wait until the end of this class, and you'll likely have no problem at all convincing me a week from now. [ he grins wildly and crosses one leg over the other, leaning forward in his chair. ] I'm sure your hips are incredibly, incredibly persuasive, just as much as the rest of you.

[ at least he's flattering, though it's entirely true - he gives the other man a once-over in response. ] I'm going to try to challenge myself to be able to wait until the dance is over, honestly. If I can wait until our second date, I'm going to be impressed.