[Club Gambit] Observation.

It was electric! So close! So very close! Jacob was not intending to get his lips so close to her's. Sure, maybe he was intending to put everything else right up on her, but pushing a kiss on the elevator on the way to his apartment just seemed too randy. Perhaps it was just the natural result of getting that close to Lenn in general, and it was his natural instincts kicking in through muscle memory. At least it was nice and warm.

The sensation was not unwelcome. Brushing their lips across each other was, again, electric. He appreciated that she pulled away from him though. Whatever her reasons, it added some nice anticipation to the mix.

The elevator dinged and it was their stop to get off. No one was waiting at the floor, fortunately, or they might have seen the two of them in a compromising position. His apartment was only a short walk away, and it was indeed fancy. Fancy as in spacious for an apartment. He preferred his furniture and decor to be minimalistic and modern, lending the place an almost lounge-like feel.

"Feel free to make yourself at home."

Jacob let Lenn release herself from his arms as he closed the door. When he turned back around, he found her missing one suit jacket, revealing a dress shirt that was smoke at best. Her choice of underwear seemed a little surprising to him. Lacier than he thought she would wear.

"Well then. I see you're already getting comfortable."

He imitated her by removing his own vest, then pulling out his phone.

"So how do you wanna start~? A picture for every piece of clothing?"

Before any great encounter, there always remained some doubt about the future. Even as they ascended the elevator against that wall and she took off her jacket for him in his own apartment, he felt that there was always that one little chance that it could all go south and nothing would happen. The alcohol could have worn off and she would have realized that maybe she was not all that interested in him. Maybe she was bluffing the entire time, and Jacob following through so earnest would be her breaking point and she would reveal her true nature. She could get a call from that client she missed and she would have to run out. Anything could have happened.

But there also came a time when everything seem assured and guaranteed. For Jacob, that moment came when Lenn was trailing her fingers along the back of his couch, as if signaling the transition.

"Uh. Oh! Yes!"

The reaction time he showed was normally only reserved when he was holding his sword. His eyes instantly recognized the arch of her back as she bent over, and the glint of her eye as she teased him. His camera came up and he was suddenly a studio photographer. He snapped as many pictures as he could as Lenn put on her best show.

"Oh~ Yes, Lenn~"

He was a kid in a goddamn candy store and he was loving his treat. Lenn was his siren. If she trailed out to his window, he would have jumped out to get a better angle. Jacob's eyes were dashing between his phone and the real sight before him, snapping so many pictures he risked running out of his space on his phone.

The leash that was desire dragged him into his bedroom, where he found the sweetest pose of them all. He stopped for a moment, to notice the slacks on the floor and the legs that just went on forever.

"Right here will do just fine... But you deserve a treat too~"

Jacob was a man through and through. But he was not some selfish adolescent. As much as his want pounded on his head, he wanted Lenn to have some fun too. So he tossed the phone at her lightly as he stood his ground in front of her, legs steadfastly apart and fingers already going for his buttons.

He lacked the grace she showed, but he could still sway his hips and undo his shirt to a silent beat. Soon his own shirt was gone and she would get a look at the body that he spent so many hours a week working on. He even went the extra mile and undid his belt and button, letting his own pants hang from his hips.

"You ain't the only one who is model material around here~"

Jacob was usually a humble, thoughtful older man. He was well aware of his station in the world, and he had long since shrugged off that false sense of invincibility from his youth. But if he had one weakness, it was that he took pride in his body. Vanity, some might call it. When he started working out to maintain his physique, he thought he could be humble and just do it for his health. In time he succumbed like so many other men and women who dedicated time to their appearance, just a little bit. He was not a mirror-watching douche and he often kept to himself about his physique. When it was out in the open, however, he knew how to flaunt it.

His feelings on the matter showed true through his devious smile and the way he cocked his hips to give Lenn a personal cover model pose for her phone. All he really needed to finish the look was some body oil and to get his bangs to hang over his eyes just so.

The tug and the shiver she showed? It made him tremble too. Yet he had to hold off on diving in. She wanted him clean for the night, and he had to be quick. He silently nodded and zipped to his bathroom, not even bothering to close the door all the way. Pants? Off. Underwear? Gone. Shower? On. Put on his best cleaning stuff. Quickly dry. Scented oil? Hell yeah, cocoa butter. Now to adjust the towel just right. Low on the hips. Show off the lower abs and the half Yin Yang tattoo.

"Lenn~ Hope you still got your phone out~"

It was a fall down on his knees and scream NOOOO to the heavens for Jacob. There he was, clean and oiled up and ready to--er--go beneath his towel. Everything seemed to be in place. The mood was right, Lenn was already in her undies and he had the right... supplies in his nightstand. But when he came out of the shower, Lenn was out. Out like a light. Out like someone had come in and knocked her out and they had left before they could leave a message taunting Jacob. It was the penultimate tease and Jacob was dumbfounded.

He could already feel the blue setting in.

"Alcohol. Damn!"

Jacob thought that Lenn had succumbed to the razor's edge that was alcohol-based turn-on-ing. Enough alcohol would make intimate actions more fun and easier, but too much would make you conk out before anything good happened. Jacob could only sigh and wait for his body to calm before he went over to Lenn, watching her as she slept.

"... You were fun while it lasted at least~"

How could he stay mad at her? Disappointed? Hell yes. But mad? Nah. There would be other times and other opportunities. And Jacob was not some creep that would try something while she was asleep. Well, aside from one last picture of the angel in his bed.

Being the gentleman he was, Jacob took the time and effort to make sure she was comfortable. He pulled the blankets over her and snuck in a light kiss on the head. A glass of water and some hangover medicine was left on the nightstand for her, and he left for the couch.