[Richard can feel the warmth of the other's skin even through the thick leather. And just like that the ice formed by their last discussion was thawed. There was still lingering sourness and disdain from Silco's last parting words, but at the same time Richard knew that there was very little that he wouldn't forgive his lover for.

He hums quietly in satisfaction at Silco's reaction to his attire. The outfit would normally be considered anything but bold, with it's modest cut and concealing shape. It partly even reminded Richard from the outfits he would wear in his own world. But the cloth clung to his body, highlighting the curves and the feminine shape he would normally hide. While he hardly bothered with that in house these days, having grown comfortable being without his protective layer around Silco, he never left the door looking like this. His intentions for this meetings should be obvious.

Richard allows Silco's hand to rest on his hip for a moment, savoring the attention given to him for a bit. He then took a half of a step back and placed his hands on the desk's edges, leaning his weight back.]

I figured we both deserve a little celebrations, with our ventures expanding and thriving. [There had already been plenty of people signing up for Richard's little defense squad, all eager to provide protection and stability while also unconsciously strengthening Richard's influence. And for Silco? The Bar Lupin was ripe to be plucked. Both of them were slowly gaining more control in their own way.

Richard tilted his head to the left a bit and lifted leg up, placing it right between Silco's as he spoke with low and smooth voice.]

And it's far too cold for you to be here alone.