[ Those kisses are accepted with more readiness than even Percival had expected, each time bringing about a pleasant flush of warmth running through his body. He kisses back, fingers naturally finding themselves inching toward Claude's body. When the other man stops, Percival's hands are already on him, clutching onto the fabric of his waist. ]
There's no reason it would repulse me. [ He's not adverse to such acts, even if he's avoided them for a long time in a bid to uphold his honour. His thoughts on that have since shifted since coming here, and he's a little more receptive to those simple pleasures. ] ... I'm not opposed.
[ Claude doesn't expect Percival to reach for him when he draws away, but he can't say that he minds it, staying close, chest pressed against the hard surface of Percival's armour. ]
Next time then. [ He says, before looking down at the hands on his waist before giving Percival a sly smile. ] Though it doesn't look like you're done yet.
[ His own hands trace down Percival's sides to settle at his hips, drawing him in closer as Claude seals their mouths with another kiss, all too happy to remain close to him like this while they wait for their inevitable escape. ]
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There's no reason it would repulse me. [ He's not adverse to such acts, even if he's avoided them for a long time in a bid to uphold his honour. His thoughts on that have since shifted since coming here, and he's a little more receptive to those simple pleasures. ] ... I'm not opposed.
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Next time then. [ He says, before looking down at the hands on his waist before giving Percival a sly smile. ] Though it doesn't look like you're done yet.
[ His own hands trace down Percival's sides to settle at his hips, drawing him in closer as Claude seals their mouths with another kiss, all too happy to remain close to him like this while they wait for their inevitable escape. ]