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You're quite welcome to.
[ he'll lift his hand to offer it - - the faint smell of rot probably familiar to Thancred when he does lean close, though it's mixed along with cologne. ]
[ he'll lift his hand to offer it - - the faint smell of rot probably familiar to Thancred when he does lean close, though it's mixed along with cologne. ]
[Good, that's exactly what he intended to do actually. Because if he can get through all his vials while skipping one of Absinthe's, he'll have a slight edge on his score. This may be make outs now but it's also still competitive.
He's still going for another after a moment though, not forgetting about the objective here even though this is more exciting than it should be. He has to fumble for the vials blindly though, especially with one hand occupied with curling in Absinthe's hair.
When he needs to drink, he yanks Absinthe's head back rather than pulling back himself.]
He's still going for another after a moment though, not forgetting about the objective here even though this is more exciting than it should be. He has to fumble for the vials blindly though, especially with one hand occupied with curling in Absinthe's hair.
When he needs to drink, he yanks Absinthe's head back rather than pulling back himself.]
[ freezes, having reached for a vial close by only to notice he's this close ]
[ when his head is yanked back again he has to breathe, and truthfully it's exciting for him too - - which is why he's not arguing about being manhandled, or the edge Vergil is getting on him.
though whenever Vergil moves to take his next drink Absinthe will try to lean toward and kiss him before he has a chance to swallow, tongue demanding entrance. ]
though whenever Vergil moves to take his next drink Absinthe will try to lean toward and kiss him before he has a chance to swallow, tongue demanding entrance. ]
Well I do not mind accommodating for that. If you do not mind a kiss from me, that is.
[eyes him, one eyebrow quirked]
Not feeling hungry, I hope?
Not feeling hungry, I hope?
Not this time around, no! I'm quite stocked up from last game.
[considers]
... I suppose there's no harm in it.
[sits up]
Come, sit with me.
... I suppose there's no harm in it.
[sits up]
Come, sit with me.
[ he steps over to sit down beside him, gesturing to Raven's vial. ]
Would you like to drink beforehand?
Would you like to drink beforehand?
If I'm going to participate properly, I should. What about you?
But of course.
[ he lifts the (red) vial he's holding before downing it ]
[ he lifts the (red) vial he's holding before downing it ]
[red it is. he does the same]
... that's a pleasant taste.
... that's a pleasant taste.
It is, though not half as pleasant as you.
[ ... a beat. ]
Oh dear.
[ ... a beat. ]
Oh dear.
[--sputters for a moment, chuckling reflexively just out of surprise]
Really, you have me beat by a wide margin.
[ah, hmm]
Really, you have me beat by a wide margin.
[ah, hmm]
You flatter me! I could hardly hope to measure up to you.
[ This Is Silly.
it's definitely not the worst effect though and even though he seems a bit exasperated there's a smile on his lips as he leans closer, and if Raven doesn't try to pull away he'll try to kiss him. ]
[ This Is Silly.
it's definitely not the worst effect though and even though he seems a bit exasperated there's a smile on his lips as he leans closer, and if Raven doesn't try to pull away he'll try to kiss him. ]
[ -- he smiles, as Friendly as Ever, offering a little wave ]
Are you participating?
Are you participating?
[raven's likewise amused by how silly this is, and he leans into the kiss. it's not especially heated, but he's not being very chaste either, exploring absinthe's mouth leisurely]
[ he doesn't seem to mind, parting his mouth for that, a hand going up to Raven's hair -- though the hold is gentle, like he's trying not to remind him of the hair-grabbing from the game. ]
[there's a moment of hesitating, because that's exactly what raven was reminded of--but it passes, and he tilts his head into the touch as he teases at absinthe's tongue with his own]
[ pauses, his gaze dropping for a moment before he looks back up with a smile of his own, though it doesn't reach his eyes ]
. . . Hello, Absinthe-san.
Yes, I am.
. . . Hello, Absinthe-san.
Yes, I am.
[ he slides his fingers further through his hair, again not too rough -- tipping his head as he keeps in the kiss. this is probably more than what's strictly necessary for the sake of the game but who's going to stop him from having a good time! ]
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