She pretended not to notice his attempt to change the subject, instead choosing to interpret it as curiosity. "Why don't we... explore that idea?" she suggested, her voice barely above a whisper. "Maybe we could meet up outside of here, when no one is watching." Her hand continued its slow journey down his chest, tracing lazy circles around his nipple before moving lower still.

Lucas swallowed hard, unable to tear his gaze away from her face. The thought both terrified and excited him.

"Well..." Marilyn drawled, trailing a fingernail across the waistband of his boxers. "I mean, we could just... play around together whenever we wanted." She smiled suggestively, her lips curling into an inviting smile. "No strings attached, if that makes you feel more comfortable."

Lucas considered this for a moment before nodding slowly. "Okay," he said finally, his voice little more than a hoarse whisper. "We can... do that."