Trixie raised her eyebrows in slight shock at his question, and she tilted her head. "Uhm, I- well, no. I don't. I haven't." She could assume the same wasn't true for him. She had certainly thought he would interest her some other way, but she was slightly intrigued nonetheless. She had never been far into that kind of lifestyle any time.

"Well i've already run out of ideas then" Matt said, sitting himself back down to avoid his spinning mind taking control of his feet too."I assume you'd be against trying? Seeinh as thats the only thing i can really think of" he added with a slightly playful smile, brushing his hand against hers as he reached for his phone.

Trixie kept her arms curled around him, raising her hand to brush it through his hair on impulse. She chuckled and nodded. "Yeah. I think that's an adventure for when I'm sober. I'm sure we can think of some other adventures." She added playfully.

"I'll let you think of something then." Matt smiled, pushing his glass away after he had finished his second drink. He raised his eyebrows a bit at her hand touching his hair, but he made no attempt to stop her. Whether it was the alcohol or just the general atmosphere of t the place, nearly everything Trixie did was somewhat more attractive. But of course the boundaries had to be listened to. Right?. He stood himself back up and beckoned for her to follow, pointing his head in the direction of the door. "We can f figure it out when we get out there" he smiled, giving her a playful wink as a joke.

"I'll do my best." Trixie teased, dropping her hand and taking a step back so he could stand. "Yes, sir." She said sarcastically, following him closely as they made their way outside. She gently tugged the back of her dress down as they walked, anxious that it was hiking up too much.

Matt looked back at Trixie as they headed through the middle of t the crowd, the atmosphere getting almost..deeper. He instinctively, and almost protectively, pulled her dress down for her, swiping his hand away at a camera flash though it was clearly already too late. He didnt say a word to Trixie after he had done so, just gave her a somewhat intense smile and slipped out the side door, taking in the crisp fresh air."you okay?" he asked, leaning against the brick wall.

Trixie watched him turn, blinking in surprise as he corrected her dress, almost shivering at the sudden warmth against the backs of her thighs. Her lips parted slightly, and she found him... much more attractive than she should've for his slight protectiveness. She followed him blankly, swiping her tongue over her lips as they burst into cool air. As soon as he was leaned against the wall, she was leaned against him, trailing her fingers through his hair again. She gave a faint nod at his question before she managed to speak. "Thanks."

Matt settled his hands in his pockets, looking down at Trixie with te same intense smile as she leant against him, happy to have her play with his hair again. Her face w was slightly lit up from the lampost he had placed himself under, and he couldnt exactly help but feel..different about looking at her this time. More attracted emotionally than physically. It was a scary feeling. He lifted a hand to move her hair out her eyes, keeping the eye contact the best he could. "You're so pretty" he whispered, surprised at his own words. It was fine though, the next morning he could just blame it on the alcohol.

Trixie gently curled her other arm around him, settling close against him as she looked up into his eyes. She shivered ever so slightly as he swept her hair to the side, returning the intense stare he had locked on her. She blinked in surprise at the compliment, gently twirling a lock of his hair around her finger. "I love your eyes. Your eyes are so beautiful." She murmured back, spitting out the first thing that came to mind at that point. Her filter was long gone.

Trixie's words had virtually stopped the easy intake of breath, and Matt stared down at her, keeping one hand settled on her waist, t the other settled on her face after he had finsihed moving her hair back away. "I mean it, Trixie. You're beautiful" he said quietly, and wih only some thought pressed his lips against hers, though gently. Clearly the boundaries he had set had wilted away rather quickly, and he decided to leave it to her whether she wanted to pull away or not. Because as much as Matt knew, she was virtually all he wanted, regardless of whether he was about to drop off the face of this world or not.