Thread: ___Aphrodesic___ {Acitar x Xinavee}

Dazed would be the best way Miles could describe how he felt with a heaping of confusion topped off with that feeling of wanting and not wanting something all at once. He still wasn't one hundred percent convinced anything had actually happened between him and Ahnika and if anything did it could just as easily have been an accident with oily hands. So he did what most people would try to do and simply forget about it but Ahnika being the woman she was by her very nature made her almost veritably impossible to forget about. He'd also seemingly gained a lusty admirer for lack of a better term, someone had begun sending him pictures and links to porn, ordinarily he'd have just blocked it and thought not more on it. However the first few pictures bore a similarity to Ahnika even if they didn't show their face and the attached messages lead him to believe he did know whomever was sending them but despite repeated attempts at asking in replies whomever they were seemed to prefer to remain anonymous for now. A large part of the reason he couldn't make the leap to Ahnika was the simple fact that she was married. Of course what he didn't know was that Ahnika had a clear view into his room most nights and often unwittingly gave her quite the view after his morning shower or when he was getting changed at night. Often just after receiving another of those mysterious emails but the next few days seemingly passed without another incident at least until him and his aunt were invited by Ahnika and her husband to some charity fundraising dinner. Initially he'd tried vehemently to convince his aunt to either go without him or just not go at all but as she seldom got to go out often he eventually relented, a knot of mixed feelings welling in his stomach at the idea of being around Ahnika and her husband given what had or perhaps hadn't happened between them. You look fine, stop your fussing young man. His aunt Bea said to him as he squirmed around seldom feeling comfortable in a suit in every sense of it. He'd gotten the suit as a gift from a distant relative for his high school prom before he'd moved out here to the city to study. It was a tasteful navy blue colour with a white shirt and simple tie and whilst he -did- look fine in it, he didn't feel fine in it. The discomfort wasn't helped by Jack, Ahnika's husband seemingly throwing questions at him every half mile or so along the drive from what he was studying to where he worked, he responded if only to be polite given how powerful and important Jack seemed to be. Luckily he got a reprieve from question time when they finally arrived at quite likely the poshest restaurant he'd ever seen as Ahnika seemed to feel some regret at having dragged him along. It's.. Uh.. Okay Ahnika.. He said offering her a reassuring and sincere smile even if it was somewhat marred by his characteristic awkwardness and the blush that rose on his cheeks at her dress. True he had technically seen her naked but as he had his eyes closed or was face down for most of it and far too shy to go ogling her that shamelessly so seeking her in something he could only describe as elegant was still quite the treat for his eyes when he dared to steal a glance. Jack seemed to be more focused on his guests, his aunt also seemed to just be enjoying the atmosphere and likely just being somewhere different to home as Miles stayed pretty much in his seat feeling more than a touch out of place among the so called social 'elite'. A few men seemingly tried their luck with Ahnika to begin with but to say she seemed disinterested would be putting it mildly, though with her husband sitting to her left he doubted many of them would try anything more direct. He was jolted out of his thoughts when he felt a light kick against his leg beneath the table, it was Ahnika she seemingly didn't like this kind of event either as she gave him a roll of her eyes, to which he nodded and feigned a yawn before returning her smile as the speaker began talking about, something or other signally also a slight dimming of the lights as attention was drawn toward the podium.