[ the hands on his hips, warm even through the layer of clothing, feel nice—but then peter doesn’t move to do anything else, which makes his brow furrow. surely he’d made himself clear enough, he’d even forgone the sure sting of alcohol in favor for moving astride the other man. a huff before: ] It was almost a tie, you know, you were there.
[ and he shifts minutely, leaning forward to jab peter in the chest with his index finger ]
Besides, it’s not as if you don’t want this.
[ he’d seen quill, after all, where his gaze had landed to where their bodies meet. and his expression clears, once again in good humor, lips pulling at one side into a smirk. ]
no subject
[ and he shifts minutely, leaning forward to jab peter in the chest with his index finger ]
Besides, it’s not as if you don’t want this.
[ he’d seen quill, after all, where his gaze had landed to where their bodies meet. and his expression clears, once again in good humor, lips pulling at one side into a smirk. ]
This being me, of course.