Date: 2023-04-05 08:03 pm (UTC)
philancer: (108)
From: [personal profile] philancer
[ He knows Claude is winding up to something, that dramatic pause building up the silence he lets hang between them as he picks his head up

The culmination, combined with the look Claude shoots him, has him blinking down at him for a moment, even as his brain stutters and stumbles over that request.

The sound that escapes him a moment later is more snicker than giggle, but a moment later it's blossomed into full-fledged laughter as his head falls back to the pillow, the sound rumbling through the chest Claude is currently sprawled across. ]


Oh, that's it, I've clearly been the worst sort of influence on you. We're all doomed.

[ He rolls them over, however, pinning Claude to the bed beneath him, now sprawled across the other man's chest and in between his legs. Feeling the leather of those boots against his thighs. He smirks down at him, all impish humor and playful confidence. ]

Although I'm pretty sure I could manage that much, at least.
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