[ The statement and the question both earn a grin from Claude, and he accepts the offered hand, using the momentum of standing to step into Lorenz' space and pressing a soft kiss to his lips. He lingers this time, not quite like the brief brushes that Lorenz had gifted him, taking a moment just to savour the closeness and warmth before rocking back, looking as please as punch. ]
Lead the way. [ But actually— ] Just give me a minute first.
[ He steps back to gather up all the parts of his board game (he's not normally so tidy, but he doesn't want Hilda to destroy it), vanishing back to his room before reappearing, not bothering to hide the way he's traded in his board game for a bottle with very specific applications.
Settling back beside Lorenz, everything about his demeanour suggests that he plans to be trouble regardless of Lorenz delicate sensibilities. ]
So, care to explain which one of your fantasies we'll be enacting today?
[The last thing he expects is for Claude to take the initiative to kiss him, especially completely unprompted. He's not really sure what he is expecting but it wasn't that. Lorenz sucks in a surprised breath but leans into it as long as Claude will let him, flushed in a far more pleasant way when he goes to put away game pieces before they get lost.
Something that immediately tilts back over into embarrassment when he realizes what Claude has with him and how troublesome all his mischief making is liable to be... He's lucky it's part of his charm.
Lorenz habitually offers his arm, a proper gentleman if Claude decides to accept it. But either way he will start to head out, and down the two whole doors between their apartments, before he loses his nerve (again). The answer he gives, while being terribly embarrassed and flustered, is likely a bit more honest than Claude might have expected,]
I am hardly.... well versed enough in such things to have considered anything ahem remotely creative... Even if I had, I wouldn't ask that of you.
[It seems shallow and objectifying when, even in his youth, it had always been far more about who than what.]
[ Claude doesn't need to be doted on, but he accepts the offered arm nonetheless, amused by the courtesy. He has to admit that the answer surprises him, mostly because he expected Lorenz to blush and fluster.
He doesn't mind, smiling softly as he leans in, chest pressing to Lorenz' arm as invades his personal space. ]
As, Lorenz. Are you being considerate of my virtue?
[ Not that he would mind enacting any of Lorenz' fantasies. He's always had a curious mind, open to trying whatever new things might land in his lap, and just as quick to abandon them if they aren't to his taste. But maybe that's not the risk that Lorenz wants to take with his inaugural tumble in bed, which is understanding enough. Given his demeanour, Claude suspects that they'll be taking things slow and simple so as to ease Lorenz into the world of sex.
The walk to Lorenz' apartment takes less than a minute, and Claude doesn't bother lingering in the living room once the door is closed behind them, strolling straight toward where he knows Lorenz' bedroom to be.
He sets the lubricant beside the pillow, turning toward Lorenz with his hands on his hips, and a teasing grin over his lips. ]
Can you get undressed or shall I guide you through that as well?
[Maybe not his virtue but there's something that feels a bit disrespectful about even considering something like that. Especially when he has no idea what he's doing. Especially when none of his so-called-fantasies go anywhere near the extent of what they're clearly planning to do.
Even so he's had enough time to improve things around his apartment that there's a notable difference when they step inside, an easing of his tension that simply comes from being home. Short lived though it is when Claude immediately bypasses the living area to step around the half wall dividing the small apartment. Claude and Hilda had 2 rooms.... Lorenz only had a studio but the exchange was a corner apartment with a wide balcony that wraps around the building.]
I-!
[He doesn't even get the beginning of the argument out, flustered and a bit indignant. Precisely the effect he'd meant to have no doubt. Lorenz huffs a breath, gets as far as unbuttoning his cuffs, and then he is dismissing Claude's little challenge. A frown, half exasperated half uncertain. Another step closer to cut the distance between them.
Despite how nervous he might be he doesn't hesitate exactly. Claude is right in assuming they might have to go slowly at first but Lorenz does take the initiative to lean down and kiss his friend. They can worry about the undressing part in a moment. For now he knows from fleeting kisses shared with Constantin that it will be far easier not to get too caught up in losing any of his layers when he's already breathless from kisses.
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Lead the way. [ But actually— ] Just give me a minute first.
[ He steps back to gather up all the parts of his board game (he's not normally so tidy, but he doesn't want Hilda to destroy it), vanishing back to his room before reappearing, not bothering to hide the way he's traded in his board game for a bottle with very specific applications.
Settling back beside Lorenz, everything about his demeanour suggests that he plans to be trouble regardless of Lorenz delicate sensibilities. ]
So, care to explain which one of your fantasies we'll be enacting today?
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Something that immediately tilts back over into embarrassment when he realizes what Claude has with him and how troublesome all his mischief making is liable to be... He's lucky it's part of his charm.
Lorenz habitually offers his arm, a proper gentleman if Claude decides to accept it. But either way he will start to head out, and down the two whole doors between their apartments, before he loses his nerve (again). The answer he gives, while being terribly embarrassed and flustered, is likely a bit more honest than Claude might have expected,]
I am hardly.... well versed enough in such things to have considered anything ahem remotely creative... Even if I had, I wouldn't ask that of you.
[It seems shallow and objectifying when, even in his youth, it had always been far more about who than what.]
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He doesn't mind, smiling softly as he leans in, chest pressing to Lorenz' arm as invades his personal space. ]
As, Lorenz. Are you being considerate of my virtue?
[ Not that he would mind enacting any of Lorenz' fantasies. He's always had a curious mind, open to trying whatever new things might land in his lap, and just as quick to abandon them if they aren't to his taste. But maybe that's not the risk that Lorenz wants to take with his inaugural tumble in bed, which is understanding enough. Given his demeanour, Claude suspects that they'll be taking things slow and simple so as to ease Lorenz into the world of sex.
The walk to Lorenz' apartment takes less than a minute, and Claude doesn't bother lingering in the living room once the door is closed behind them, strolling straight toward where he knows Lorenz' bedroom to be.
He sets the lubricant beside the pillow, turning toward Lorenz with his hands on his hips, and a teasing grin over his lips. ]
Can you get undressed or shall I guide you through that as well?
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Even so he's had enough time to improve things around his apartment that there's a notable difference when they step inside, an easing of his tension that simply comes from being home. Short lived though it is when Claude immediately bypasses the living area to step around the half wall dividing the small apartment. Claude and Hilda had 2 rooms.... Lorenz only had a studio but the exchange was a corner apartment with a wide balcony that wraps around the building.]
I-!
[He doesn't even get the beginning of the argument out, flustered and a bit indignant. Precisely the effect he'd meant to have no doubt. Lorenz huffs a breath, gets as far as unbuttoning his cuffs, and then he is dismissing Claude's little challenge. A frown, half exasperated half uncertain. Another step closer to cut the distance between them.
Despite how nervous he might be he doesn't hesitate exactly. Claude is right in assuming they might have to go slowly at first but Lorenz does take the initiative to lean down and kiss his friend. They can worry about the undressing part in a moment. For now he knows from fleeting kisses shared with Constantin that it will be far easier not to get too caught up in losing any of his layers when he's already breathless from kisses.
Which is precisely what he's aiming for.]