Well, the invitation couldn't possibly have been made any more clearly than that, could it? Emrys smirked. He wasn't sure whether the man had really caught up to what he was agreeing to, but his body language was hinting that he'd enjoy the discovery when he did. There was still a risk associated with being the one to make the first move, but it was rather minimal on a night like this, in the middle of a crowd like this — and someone had to make the first move sooner or later, and there wouldn't be a better opening for it than this.

"I suppose it must," he agreed. Emrys moved his hand just a few inches, slightly enough that the people around them might not notice in case they were looking, but he was sure Leo would notice: his hand had moved from the back of the seat to the man's hip, meaning that his arm was draped around his back. Leaning in, Emrys spoke softly, directly into Leo's ear. "We don't have to wait for this show to finish if you'd rather move on to a private performance."

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