LEG for Bilal from whoever
❰❰ LEG ❱❱ sender’s leg touches the receiver’s leg under the table
Bilal felt the knee slightly rubbing against his under the table. At first, he thought it was a mere accident. Bran was not even looking at him and, honestly, Bilal would not have guessed the other would be interested. But when it happened the second time, the knees rubbed longer. He didn't pull away. Instead, his eyes deviated from the center of the table to the man sitting in front of him. This was a dangerous game, but one Bilal was way more interested in playing. Fancy dinners were boring and this one was the worse. But Bran was giving him a good reason to like it more. As subtle as he could, he raised his leg, going right between Bran's thighs until his foot was rubbing the opposite chair and beyond. He tried to look innocent as he blindly looked for Bran's bulge, wanting to spice things up a bit more.
