A slow smile spreads over Rhy's face; it is sharper than usual, knowing, almost a smirk. Rhy lets his gaze obviously linger, looking Wilhelm up and down.

He leans in closer, giving his arm a squeeze. Brushes his lips over Wilhelm's ear and breathes in before he speaks in a low whisper.

"Is that so? Tell me more about this private place you have in mind."

All of a sudden, Wilhelm will feel the pull, the temptation overwhelming and desperate. It drags at him, tugging the words from his lips, uncovering the desires squirreled away inside his chest.

Though Rhy doesn't understand what exactly he's doing, that he's using any power at all, the rush of self-satisfaction he feels suddenly leaves him almost giddy. Grinning. Assures him that this is exactly what he wants to be doing right now.