The lights from the ceiling flickered between them as Richard grabbed Elijah’s arm to pull him closer, to Elijahs surprise, but he couldn’t help but smile when it happened. As he passed by, Elijah’s hand lightly grazed Sammy’s dress. His whole arm unexpectedly tingled in response to this which told him that he was definitely feeling some typa way. The aroma of cologne and perfume filled the air around them when the distance was practically non existent. Good thing he didn’t have two smelly dates. “Why of course I would like to dance with you guys. Thanks for including me.” He said with a tight lipped smirk. He looked between Sammy and Richard, realizing how close he was to Richard again for the second time and this time it was obvious that this was what Richard wanted. Elijah wanted to give him something he wouldn’t forget for the rest of the night. He looked down at Richard’s lips in hesitation, then up at his eyes again, then his lips before softly pressing his lips against his. The hesitation quickly dissipated and was replaced by the softness and light realization of what he was doing. Then without thinking, he softly grabbed his neck.