The bodyguards are definitely still there, and they are definitely sighing and looking the other way. This is nothing new for them-- one of them even hands a smug looking house manager a twenty with a roll of his eyes. But Luci doesn't pay them any attention. She's helping Yusuke into her lap, her hands running up his back.

"I always have energy for a one-on-one communion with you, darling. You only had to say the word." She pulls him closer, close enough to run her tongue over his Adam's apple and up his throat. Still damp from being out in the audience, the rest of his body feeling warm to the touch from what she gave him. She wants to add to it, make him blaze hot for her.

"What do you want, hm?" Her hands continue to trace over his back, skimming down to his waist, over his thighs. "You can tell me. Whatever lurid fantasy you've been hiding away, I can make it real. You only have to ask for it."