I would blame the ground floor debates, but the truth is I do enjoy the sound of my own voice.
[Dorian has a rather high opinion of the velvety smooth tonality that makes him naturally bias, but he's been told there is a nice quality to his voice--so who is he to ignore flattery?]
Mmm?
[A noncommittal sound that replaces what he intended to say which was anything...and he's acquainted with the notion that anything could be dangerous when granting someone a favor. Still, he's aware of his own weakness when it comes to seduction and John's nose brushing against his cheek is dangerously tempting so he'll wait for the plot twist and when it comes it is almost half-expected.
Granted, it inspires a short, breathy laugh--not from surprise, but delight.
Neither one of them has an interest in wasting alcohol, especially when anything potent is rare on the base and getting wet and sticky in a bed that's already wet and sticky was never very pleasant, so when John relocated his bottle to the floor Dorian followed suit. Of course his methods required less moving and more magic on his part and ended in both bottles corked with a barrier spell and out of the way...it would hold until either exhaustion set in or his mana ran dry.
He wonders which would come first.]
That's the sexiest favor anyone has ever asked of me.
[Well, maybe, but with John bracketed between his arms and the man's hands on he's hips Dorian's hoping for more provocative requests in the near future. Not one for hesitations, he surges forward, claiming John's mouth in a kiss, assuming this was te direction their flirtations were going and usually adept at reading a mood.
He could only hope they were both in a similar mood.]
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[Dorian has a rather high opinion of the velvety smooth tonality that makes him naturally bias, but he's been told there is a nice quality to his voice--so who is he to ignore flattery?]
Mmm?
[A noncommittal sound that replaces what he intended to say which was anything...and he's acquainted with the notion that anything could be dangerous when granting someone a favor. Still, he's aware of his own weakness when it comes to seduction and John's nose brushing against his cheek is dangerously tempting so he'll wait for the plot twist and when it comes it is almost half-expected.
Granted, it inspires a short, breathy laugh--not from surprise, but delight.
Neither one of them has an interest in wasting alcohol, especially when anything potent is rare on the base and getting wet and sticky in a bed that's already wet and sticky was never very pleasant, so when John relocated his bottle to the floor Dorian followed suit. Of course his methods required less moving and more magic on his part and ended in both bottles corked with a barrier spell and out of the way...it would hold until either exhaustion set in or his mana ran dry.
He wonders which would come first.]
That's the sexiest favor anyone has ever asked of me.
[Well, maybe, but with John bracketed between his arms and the man's hands on he's hips Dorian's hoping for more provocative requests in the near future. Not one for hesitations, he surges forward, claiming John's mouth in a kiss, assuming this was te direction their flirtations were going and usually adept at reading a mood.
He could only hope they were both in a similar mood.]