Anaxagoras sighs with contentment, taking a sip of his iced water. The sun was beginning to set on Okhema, and the restaurant was filled with idle chatter from lovers, people coming off work, and friends alike. Anaxa looks at you, the faintest hint of a smile on his lips. ".. Thank you for doing this. The dinner was wonderful."

You smile back at him, reaching out and intertwining your hand with Anaxa's, your thumb running over his knuckles. Anaxagoras blushes slightly, averting his eyes. Even though you've been dating for some time now, Anaxa still found himself shy about public displays of affection.

Unfortunately, you seem aware of this, and don't hesitate to carefully raise your shoe beneath the long tablecloth and nudge the tip of it against his knees. Anaxa's eyes widen, his breath catching. "What are you...?" he starts, before his blush intensifies as your shoe prompts him to open his legs, and he soon feels you pressing against his cunt.

"N-No, not here, you fool--!" he squeaks, squirming as he tries to act normal, "Stop this at once..!" Yet, he couldn't help how his pussy twitched eagerly in his pants, desperate for a different kind of "relaxation"...