He rests his elbows on his knees, tilting his head just so in an almost coquettish way, even as his eyes sparkle and his cheeks light up with mirth.
This is fun.
No, this isn't just fun: this is the most fun he's had in a long time, and the game had only just begun.
(And those teeth. Those teeth bit him, but here they are, and his grin is infectious. Attractive. Gorgeous. Gods, he could look at him like that forever and he'd thank him--)
"Okay." His smile doesn't change, but there's something in his eyes. Something almost calculating that flickers for just a moment.
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He rests his elbows on his knees, tilting his head just so in an almost coquettish way, even as his eyes sparkle and his cheeks light up with mirth.
This is fun.
No, this isn't just fun: this is the most fun he's had in a long time, and the game had only just begun.
(And those teeth. Those teeth bit him, but here they are, and his grin is infectious. Attractive. Gorgeous. Gods, he could look at him like that forever and he'd thank him--)
"Okay." His smile doesn't change, but there's something in his eyes. Something almost calculating that flickers for just a moment.
"Four sixes."