The intensity of their contact only increased. He could feel Faolan's desire just as much as his own. He surrendered himself completely to the Irishman, too entranced by the feeling of his hand trailing down his body to hear the sound of laughter from further down the street. Feeling Faolan pull away, he couldn't help but lean forward, as if seeking more contact, but then stopped when he realized he had done it for a reason. He was going to speak up and question it but.. then Faolan silenced him. It was only then that he became aware of the fact people were nearing them. He managed to snap himself out of his trance as Faolan said they had to go. Right.. they were still out in public. It had been easy for him to forget about that in the moment. He couldn't help but stare at the man's hand as it still grasped his wrist, and was almost disappointed when it was released. He hadn't really wanted to break contact.. but they couldn't really walk out like this either. He simply nodded, attempting to fix the state of his clothing as they walked out of the alleyway. 

It didn't seem like they had been seen, but Lucien didn't speak up, only followed. A part of him was still in a daze in regards of what had just happened. Even though.. they weren't touching anymore, he could still feel the heat from the places Faolan's fingers had touched... and he couldn't forget the feeling. He didn't [i]want[/i] to forget the feeling. He couldn't stop his golden eyes from trailing to look up at the Irishman, as Lucien was lagging a bit behind him, taking in his current still disheveled state. Even though he was trying to seem composed, his heart still felt like it was pounding out of his chest.

The throbbing in his head made itself known again throughout their walk, which was entirely silent. It was honestly it was a little unnerving, considering what had just happened. Lucien would have liked to address it but.. at the same time it wasn't really a conversation they should really have out on the street. It was clear the last thing Faolan wanted was to be seen, so he respected that, and remained silent.