[There's some contact - Charlie shifts his hips to accommodate for Miraj's arm, but doesn't look down at the idle affection. He wouldn't want to cause another retreat.

Though he can't keep himself so schooled in the face of Miraj's apparent wealth of experience. Brows shoot upwards, his lips silently forming the question You? as he allows his 'deity' to continue.

Questions for another time, but oh it's a near thing. He wants to ask so badly.

Instead, he's given an odd sort of permission. Charlie's comically surprised expression dampens into something more grimly curious. Dominate has smoothed other interactions in the casino, sure, but to 'force' something like this? His lip curls a bit.]

If you want me to do that, you have to look me in the eye the whole time.

It'll remind you who you're with, too.

But you know I can't change how you feel with it. Just what you do. I don't want you with my dick in your mouth wishin you were anywhere else, and that's not gonna get us anywhere.

I'll make you touch yourself. [Something he's done to several others, though without the courtesy of running his plan by them first.]