Luci barks a laugh at his answer and lifts her leg around his hip eagerly when his other hand starts up her thigh. It's incredibly unfair of him to do this to her out in front of watchful eyes, but of course he probably knows that. He probably knows it makes her hotter, too, the bastard.

"Promise?" she asks as he straightens them up and he slides around her. That fingertip just barely touching her is a white-hot connection she can't possibly miss-- she's focused so intently on him and him continuing to guide and touch her. Luci spins on command, but when she comes out of it, she's immediately resuming the position. There's hardly any daylight between them now, too.

"So where'd you learn to dance like this? Nowhere decent, I hope." She grins as Xanxus leans them back, Luci leaning forward over him and almost coming off her feet completely.