[ Considering Sylvain much prefers Lorenz with his mouth otherwise occupied, they're both winning here. Sort of.
But just so the other man doesn't think he actually needs his hands for this part, he tips his head slightly to better improve the angle where they meet. Deepening the kiss on his own, he delves in to challenge Lorenz' control of the moment. Putting his considerable skills to use here, because his reputation hadn't all been gossip after all.
And he wants to see if Lorenz will fight back, or get distracted and give in. ]
Now, it would be... weird, for Sylvain to not participate even if he can't use his hands; it would be very strange, and Lorenz acknowledges that, and yet he still feels the press of Sylvain's tongue and assumes that this is another scenario in which every possible response eventually leads to yet another "ha ha silly Gloucester you are so stuck up and unworldly" moment, which.
Well. In his defense, that's already happened here, like, twice. So he pushes back instead, intending to stay in the lead with more heat to the kiss and teeth tugging at Sylvain's lower lip.
Impatiently drumming his fingers on his chest is just the Lorenz Extraness Moment, as a bonus.]
[ Sylvain grins into the kiss - which will probably just convince Lorenz his suspicions were right, but honestly, Sylvain’s more quietly pleased the other man is choosing to challenge him back. In truth, he hadn’t expected it, or if Lorenz did, for it to be another show of temper tantrum like before.
He enjoys the rough edge the man’s added to the kiss, making a soft sound of approval as he, for once, surrenders to it. Letting Lorenz have the win and the control for the moment as he leans into the other man.
Still keeping his hands behind his back, of course. ]
[Oh, it's a tense two seconds for Lorenz, for sure. Sylvain can undoubtedly feel the way he stiffens (and not in the fun way) like he's preparing to nip all this in the bud, the tension going out of him unevenly only when Sylvain, ah- makes little noises and leans into him like that.
It's not what he expects; beyond mockery, he'd have thought Sylvain would only ever want to be blustering on about his many skills by charging on ahead. Hm.
Well, he's learned something new, he supposes. He hums into Sylvain's mouth, like, thoughtfully? He's evaluating even now, weighing the situation at the same time as exploring the inside of Sylvain's mouth. One of them tastes like those gaudy cocktails, maybe both - it's hard to tell.
After a moment Lorenz dips his hand down, fingers tracing Sylvain's chest and around his side to grip one of his wrists. Without pulling away from the kiss he holds for another beat and then taps a finger against Sylvain's hand, pointedly. He may have one hand, for good behavior.]
[ Sylvain doesn't pull away from the kiss, but he does arch an eyebrow as Lorenz tugs on his wrist, trying to interpret that without words. He's assuming the other man wants touched after all.
So without pulling away, he slides it around to lift and cup against the nape of Lorenz' neck. Fingers thread in his hair there, even as he draws him closer again, letting his hold shift the angle slightly. Teeth nip lightly at the man's lip as he gives a thoughtful hum in return. And maybe lets his nails scrape lightly against his scalp as he holds him still to kiss him deeper. ]
[For a moment Lorenz wonders if he'll have to actually say it out loud, or if Sylvain will take the cue-- and then he wonders if Sylvain will immediately ruin this tenuous, mm, nice thing? This is - good. If only because he assumes Sylvain will ruin it on purpose, and he hasn't yet.
But ah, he's with the program, problem averted. And it's not only good-because-no-one-ruined-it, it's good because it's good, the feeling of fingers in his hair and against his scalp sending a shiver through him, undeniably compelling. He slides his fingers up to Sylvain's shirt collar and then dips just barely past it, settling against the column of his throat. Ignore that his hands are a little cold, that just happens.
The thing at the back of his mind that pulls a string taut suspiciously every time Sylvain so much as twitches finally doesn't, for once; Lorenz makes a noise that is... tentative approval, when Sylvain kisses him deeper. He slides his tongue against the other's, licking into his mouth as invitingly as he can muster.]
[ There's a moment of tension in Sylvain's body - not from the coldness of his fingers but rather where they are resting. But when they only settle against there, he makes himself relax again, even if his kiss isn't quite as deep as before. His hands tug in the man's hair though, lightly, but maybe a little demanding now as his tongue slips back in to tease against Lorenz's. Just to see what he will do. ]
[Oh, he's tense; Lorenz wonders briefly if that's apprehension or anticipation, but he lacks the, ah, expertise to be able to tell instinctually. So his hand remains where it is, still save for the lightest brush of his thumb against the other's skin.
The tug in his hair is a lot more clear, at least. He makes a noise, brief and low with the feeling that it would be a little chiding if his mouth wasn't otherwise occupied. Yes, yes, he gets it-- he presses further into Sylvain's mouth, kissing him deeply again, and then - pulls back, to press a kiss to the other's lower lip, then down to his jaw, and on... He's maybe accepting comments now.]
[ That’s probably a mistake. You never like his comments, Lorenz.
…Granted, there’s a very good reason for that.
He hums as he comes up for air, letting that grip in the man’s hair loosen to card fingers through it instead. Nails raking lightly against his scalp. His eyes are a shade darker, but his lips are curved in a familiar grin as he tips his head slightly. It bares his throat to the trail of Lorenz’s lips as it works around a breathy swallow at the feel of his mouth moving across sensitive skin. ]
Hmm. Not bad. Looks like there’s hope for you after all, Lorenz.
[ Yeah, it’s probably a bad idea to let him talk. He can’t seem to help himself when there’s someone he can taunt a reaction out of. ]
[Of course, on cue, there's Sylvain's commentary. Lorenz pauses to sigh shortly against his neck, tipping his head to continue his ministrations anyway. He can multitask between being annoyed and doing this other, less annoying thing.
At least Sylvain has the decency to react to the downward trend of his lips; that's nearly good of him.]
I knew you were incorrigible, of course, [muttered against his skin, this, and punctuated by another kiss,] but I had presumed your dedication to self-sabotage was, hm, unintentional.
[Trying to tick him off while he's being so nice and generous? Sylvain!]
I should have realized from the start that you would deem me mediocre regardless of anything actually observed. That much is my own mistake, I will admit.
[Another sigh! Woe is Lorenz, yet again. And yet he's still giving Sylvain this attention, despite it all.]
[ A fact Sylvain has not at all overlooked. It’s probably partially why he’s still smirking and goading the man even now. ]
Is it self-sabotage when it’s working? [ Don’t try to understand Sylvain logic, that way lies madness. ] And I never said you were mediocre. In fact, I’m pretty sure I implied the exact opposite.
[ …Sort of.
he turns his head then, returning the favor of kissing his way down the other man’s throat, perhaps worrying a small mark into the pale skin there with his lips. And maybe a hint of teeth. Just enough to see what Lorenz would do.
…Or how long it would take him to remember they were still in public. Not that Sylvain is worried about that overmuch. He suspects these crowds have seen far more scandalous sights. ]
[Is this what Sylvain considers working?? Sure, Lorenz has kissed him quite a few times and in various places, but is that Working... Is that Successful...
He's not going to argue that Sylvain definitely implied he's mediocre, because he absolutely did; he simply scoffs and rolls his eyes, which Sylvain doesn't even see! The nerve! But ah, the press of lips down his neck is - pleasant, enough that he generously pushes his hair out of the way without comment.
Well, almost. Must Sylvain nibble at him. His shirt collar goes only so high.]
[ He feels that's a very valid argument here. Obviously something was successful.
The mild warning just has him sucking instead of letting teeth press in. Although that's just as likely to leave a mark, really. He chuckles as he does it, because that was specifically above the line of Lorenz' collar for a reason. Although he might not realize there's anything there until later. ]
Why? Not enjoying yourself, Lorenz?
[ He's taking that baring of his throat as evidence to the contrary, but he lets his hand slide free to slide down over the man's torso now. and maybe purposefully flicking his thumb over where he knows the man's nipple is tucked away beneath his clothes, circling the area with teasing intent. ]
[Have some self-respect, Sylvain, he's been mean this whole time. He's being mean right now, scoffing as Sylvain sucks a mark into his skin. That's definitely going to be a point of contention Later, when he realizes it.
Groping his chest gets a soft hmm out of him, as if he's thinking about it. Is he enjoying himself, what a great question.]
I wonder. All things considered, I could be enjoying myself more.
[ You say that as if he's meant to consider people being mean to him a turn off. Have you met his best friends, Lorenz? At this point, he might as well consider that a show of affection. Lucky you.
That comment gets a faint pinch of his nipple through his clothing a moment before Sylvain pulls back with a smirk. ]
Well, I'd offer to do more, but that might quickly turn much more scandalous than this, and we are standing in the middle of the casino still. [ Just in case you'd forgotten that part. ] But if you insist...
[ His hands definitely lift to start undoing the first few buttons of Lorenz's shirt without hesitation. ]
The pinch makes his brows knit abruptly from the sudden jolt of it. He frowns, so point to Sylvain for that one, it seems.]
Ahaha. My, I had no idea you were funny for all these years. [Dryly, as he puts his hands over Sylvain's to halt his button-plucking.] Were I to insist, you would know.
[Alas, he will not be enjoying anything here in public, good gracious. Horrible suggestion, Gautier.]
[ Sylvain just pointedly flicks another button open despite the hand over his. He’s very skilled at undressing people, Lorenz. You wanna test that skill? ]
Was that your subtle way of saying you want to take this to somewhere more private?
You know, they say practice makes perfect for a reason.
[ His voice is sing-song with bemused humor, but he does let his hands fall away to prop on his hips once more, watching Lorenz fix his clothing with a crooked grin and a hint of laughter in amber eyes. ]
And barely adequate gives you so much room for improvement. Think of all the fun you’ll have practicing!
[ Sylvain just arches an eyebrow and continues to look amused. he's tempted to reach out and start unbuttoning Lorenz's shirt from the bottom this time. But he restrains himself. For now. ]
Oh, yeah? And how many others have you kissed like that since we've arrived? Are you sure you're getting an accurate representation here?
[ That just gets a snort from him as he arches an eyebrow at the man. ]
Lorenz, our kiss was perfectly enjoyable, if you could get out of your head long enough to find it that way. Your only complaint about it was that it was with me. [ But he hadn’t really expected even this much give from the other man, so he supposes he’s a little impressed he even got it.
He reaches out to pat the man on the shoulder, the movement somehow both placating and mocking. ]
It’s fine, I won’t tell anyone you’re looking for more practice. Unless you want me to, in which case, you’ll likely be having volunteers showing up in droves. Good luck with that.
[ The frown is met with a grin as Sylvain spreads his hands to the side in a shrug. That actually hadn’t been what he’d meant, but he knew as well as anyone the benefit - or the damage - a few rumors could do. ]
Suit yourself. Come find me if you change your mind.
[ Not that he expects him to. Had that been his intention all along? Hard to say. ]
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Date: 2023-12-26 10:49 pm (UTC)But just so the other man doesn't think he actually needs his hands for this part, he tips his head slightly to better improve the angle where they meet. Deepening the kiss on his own, he delves in to challenge Lorenz' control of the moment. Putting his considerable skills to use here, because his reputation hadn't all been gossip after all.
And he wants to see if Lorenz will fight back, or get distracted and give in. ]
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Date: 2023-12-26 11:26 pm (UTC)Now, it would be... weird, for Sylvain to not participate even if he can't use his hands; it would be very strange, and Lorenz acknowledges that, and yet he still feels the press of Sylvain's tongue and assumes that this is another scenario in which every possible response eventually leads to yet another "ha ha silly Gloucester you are so stuck up and unworldly" moment, which.
Well. In his defense, that's already happened here, like, twice. So he pushes back instead, intending to stay in the lead with more heat to the kiss and teeth tugging at Sylvain's lower lip.
Impatiently drumming his fingers on his chest is just the Lorenz Extraness Moment, as a bonus.]
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Date: 2023-12-29 05:35 am (UTC)He enjoys the rough edge the man’s added to the kiss, making a soft sound of approval as he, for once, surrenders to it. Letting Lorenz have the win and the control for the moment as he leans into the other man.
Still keeping his hands behind his back, of course. ]
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Date: 2023-12-29 05:36 pm (UTC)It's not what he expects; beyond mockery, he'd have thought Sylvain would only ever want to be blustering on about his many skills by charging on ahead. Hm.
Well, he's learned something new, he supposes. He hums into Sylvain's mouth, like, thoughtfully? He's evaluating even now, weighing the situation at the same time as exploring the inside of Sylvain's mouth. One of them tastes like those gaudy cocktails, maybe both - it's hard to tell.
After a moment Lorenz dips his hand down, fingers tracing Sylvain's chest and around his side to grip one of his wrists. Without pulling away from the kiss he holds for another beat and then taps a finger against Sylvain's hand, pointedly. He may have one hand, for good behavior.]
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Date: 2023-12-30 12:44 am (UTC)So without pulling away, he slides it around to lift and cup against the nape of Lorenz' neck. Fingers thread in his hair there, even as he draws him closer again, letting his hold shift the angle slightly. Teeth nip lightly at the man's lip as he gives a thoughtful hum in return. And maybe lets his nails scrape lightly against his scalp as he holds him still to kiss him deeper. ]
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Date: 2023-12-30 07:54 am (UTC)But ah, he's with the program, problem averted. And it's not only good-because-no-one-ruined-it, it's good because it's good, the feeling of fingers in his hair and against his scalp sending a shiver through him, undeniably compelling. He slides his fingers up to Sylvain's shirt collar and then dips just barely past it, settling against the column of his throat. Ignore that his hands are a little cold, that just happens.
The thing at the back of his mind that pulls a string taut suspiciously every time Sylvain so much as twitches finally doesn't, for once; Lorenz makes a noise that is... tentative approval, when Sylvain kisses him deeper. He slides his tongue against the other's, licking into his mouth as invitingly as he can muster.]
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Date: 2024-01-02 04:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-01-04 04:43 pm (UTC)The tug in his hair is a lot more clear, at least. He makes a noise, brief and low with the feeling that it would be a little chiding if his mouth wasn't otherwise occupied. Yes, yes, he gets it-- he presses further into Sylvain's mouth, kissing him deeply again, and then - pulls back, to press a kiss to the other's lower lip, then down to his jaw, and on... He's maybe accepting comments now.]
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Date: 2024-01-05 06:13 am (UTC)…Granted, there’s a very good reason for that.
He hums as he comes up for air, letting that grip in the man’s hair loosen to card fingers through it instead. Nails raking lightly against his scalp. His eyes are a shade darker, but his lips are curved in a familiar grin as he tips his head slightly. It bares his throat to the trail of Lorenz’s lips as it works around a breathy swallow at the feel of his mouth moving across sensitive skin. ]
Hmm. Not bad. Looks like there’s hope for you after all, Lorenz.
[ Yeah, it’s probably a bad idea to let him talk. He can’t seem to help himself when there’s someone he can taunt a reaction out of. ]
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Date: 2024-01-05 12:09 pm (UTC)At least Sylvain has the decency to react to the downward trend of his lips; that's nearly good of him.]
I knew you were incorrigible, of course, [muttered against his skin, this, and punctuated by another kiss,] but I had presumed your dedication to self-sabotage was, hm, unintentional.
[Trying to tick him off while he's being so nice and generous? Sylvain!]
I should have realized from the start that you would deem me mediocre regardless of anything actually observed. That much is my own mistake, I will admit.
[Another sigh! Woe is Lorenz, yet again. And yet he's still giving Sylvain this attention, despite it all.]
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Date: 2024-01-06 05:19 am (UTC)Is it self-sabotage when it’s working? [ Don’t try to understand Sylvain logic, that way lies madness. ] And I never said you were mediocre. In fact, I’m pretty sure I implied the exact opposite.
[ …Sort of.
he turns his head then, returning the favor of kissing his way down the other man’s throat, perhaps worrying a small mark into the pale skin there with his lips. And maybe a hint of teeth. Just enough to see what Lorenz would do.
…Or how long it would take him to remember they were still in public. Not that Sylvain is worried about that overmuch. He suspects these crowds have seen far more scandalous sights. ]
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Date: 2024-01-07 04:23 am (UTC)[Is this what Sylvain considers working?? Sure, Lorenz has kissed him quite a few times and in various places, but is that Working... Is that Successful...
He's not going to argue that Sylvain definitely implied he's mediocre, because he absolutely did; he simply scoffs and rolls his eyes, which Sylvain doesn't even see! The nerve! But ah, the press of lips down his neck is - pleasant, enough that he generously pushes his hair out of the way without comment.
Well, almost. Must Sylvain nibble at him. His shirt collar goes only so high.]
Mind yourself.
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Date: 2024-01-07 09:40 pm (UTC)[ He feels that's a very valid argument here. Obviously something was successful.
The mild warning just has him sucking instead of letting teeth press in. Although that's just as likely to leave a mark, really. He chuckles as he does it, because that was specifically above the line of Lorenz' collar for a reason. Although he might not realize there's anything there until later. ]
Why? Not enjoying yourself, Lorenz?
[ He's taking that baring of his throat as evidence to the contrary, but he lets his hand slide free to slide down over the man's torso now. and maybe purposefully flicking his thumb over where he knows the man's nipple is tucked away beneath his clothes, circling the area with teasing intent. ]
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Date: 2024-01-07 11:26 pm (UTC)[Have some self-respect, Sylvain, he's been mean this whole time. He's being mean right now, scoffing as Sylvain sucks a mark into his skin. That's definitely going to be a point of contention Later, when he realizes it.
Groping his chest gets a soft hmm out of him, as if he's thinking about it. Is he enjoying himself, what a great question.]
I wonder. All things considered, I could be enjoying myself more.
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Date: 2024-01-08 02:06 am (UTC)That comment gets a faint pinch of his nipple through his clothing a moment before Sylvain pulls back with a smirk. ]
Well, I'd offer to do more, but that might quickly turn much more scandalous than this, and we are standing in the middle of the casino still. [ Just in case you'd forgotten that part. ] But if you insist...
[ His hands definitely lift to start undoing the first few buttons of Lorenz's shirt without hesitation. ]
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Date: 2024-01-08 03:52 am (UTC)The pinch makes his brows knit abruptly from the sudden jolt of it. He frowns, so point to Sylvain for that one, it seems.]
Ahaha. My, I had no idea you were funny for all these years. [Dryly, as he puts his hands over Sylvain's to halt his button-plucking.] Were I to insist, you would know.
[Alas, he will not be enjoying anything here in public, good gracious. Horrible suggestion, Gautier.]
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Date: 2024-01-08 04:57 am (UTC)Was that your subtle way of saying you want to take this to somewhere more private?
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Date: 2024-01-08 11:07 am (UTC)With you, of all people? No. I need tolerate only so much commentary on my barely adequate performance in a single day, thank you.
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Date: 2024-01-08 06:11 pm (UTC)[ His voice is sing-song with bemused humor, but he does let his hands fall away to prop on his hips once more, watching Lorenz fix his clothing with a crooked grin and a hint of laughter in amber eyes. ]
And barely adequate gives you so much room for improvement. Think of all the fun you’ll have practicing!
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Date: 2024-01-08 06:47 pm (UTC)Beg pardon? I believe you are the only one with undue criticisms of my- [um] -bearing and manner. My success is guaranteed.
[You know, eventually.]
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Date: 2024-01-08 08:22 pm (UTC)Oh, yeah? And how many others have you kissed like that since we've arrived? Are you sure you're getting an accurate representation here?
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Date: 2024-01-08 08:33 pm (UTC)Not that it is any of your business, [and what are timelines--] but— one. And it was much more enjoyable.
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Date: 2024-01-09 05:06 pm (UTC)Lorenz, our kiss was perfectly enjoyable, if you could get out of your head long enough to find it that way. Your only complaint about it was that it was with me. [ But he hadn’t really expected even this much give from the other man, so he supposes he’s a little impressed he even got it.
He reaches out to pat the man on the shoulder, the movement somehow both placating and mocking. ]
It’s fine, I won’t tell anyone you’re looking for more practice. Unless you want me to, in which case, you’ll likely be having volunteers showing up in droves. Good luck with that.
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Date: 2024-01-09 05:18 pm (UTC)My complaint is that you insist on treating me like this. I am not a charity case.
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Date: 2024-01-09 07:33 pm (UTC)Suit yourself. Come find me if you change your mind.
[ Not that he expects him to. Had that been his intention all along? Hard to say. ]