Long flights are mind-numbing, right? Hours of being squeezed into a seat that seems to be designed to hold just about your torso, without provision made for your limbs. You fidget. You twist. You try to be comfortable within the tiny space you have.
And then you notice that the stranger in the seat next to yours has no such problems. This stranger is not tiny - but solves the problem by letting an arm and a leg cross the line to you. By being comfortable with their shoulder touching yours. By subtly ignoring the rules.
Was it half a smile you caught from the corner of your eyes? The stranger is pleasing on your eye. Attractive, in fact.
What would you wish to happen? How would the situation evolve as the hours pass?
Write your thoughts into the comment, and I'll pick up from there. I'll be your sexy stranger ;)
(and remember the upvote, of course ;) )