Sinric smiles and glances towards the high rail of the balcony. He's not usually and exhibitionist but...

He walks, swaying provocative to lean on the rail, pulling just enough of his underwear down and his short, short skirt up to offer up his slicked hole. Hiding all else.

Granted, the banister covered their lower halves, but not Sinric's bared breasts, or hide what they might be doing from the street three floors below. Anyone who looked up, might see.