"Finding another club at this night would be a pain- but I do kinda feel like dancing more..." But that would mean getting noticed and they're trying to avoid that, he and Delta click through number after number, statistic after statistic of their acceptable parameters for fucking around when Locus stops.

Looms-

And there's a brief moment of oh god he's hot because his brain is wired for stupid before there's pressure and teeth and his whole world lights up with heated euphoria. A mouth on his neck is as good as a hand between his legs and it's such a rush his knees damn near give out, hands curling around Locus' arms to hold himself upright. THe noise he makes is just on this side of obscene.