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Post by Tybalt on Mar 24, 2011 19:38:07 GMT -5
Eyes still shut, he smiled crookedly and reached down to pat Herbert's thigh.
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Mar 24, 2011 19:47:10 GMT -5
"That's nice-"
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Post by Tybalt on Mar 24, 2011 19:59:39 GMT -5
He opened his eyes. "This?"
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Mar 25, 2011 0:08:32 GMT -5
Herbert laughed.
"Yes..."
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Post by Tybalt on Mar 25, 2011 0:15:07 GMT -5
From Tybalt, the simple movement of his hand down Herbert's thigh by one inch was practically a caress.
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Mar 25, 2011 0:16:26 GMT -5
Herbert shifted so that Tybalt's hand automatically strayed a little further.
"I like that even better."
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Post by Tybalt on Mar 25, 2011 0:17:26 GMT -5
But Tybalt took his hand away swiftly, looking down at it as though expecting to see a brand in his palm.
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Mar 25, 2011 0:19:20 GMT -5
"What is it?" Herbert asked, shifting positions to look better at him.
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Post by Tybalt on Mar 25, 2011 0:21:04 GMT -5
"Getting ahead of ourselves, I think, aren't we? I don't think you have enough brandy for where that was headed."
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Mar 25, 2011 0:23:24 GMT -5
Herbert snatched the bottle from him and finished it off. His sleeve slipped back from his arm, revealing a sort of leather cuff laced over his wrist and all the way to halfway up his forearm or so.
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Post by Tybalt on Mar 25, 2011 0:25:31 GMT -5
"See, now I'll get even less drunk," he deadpanned. "Cutting your chances with me even further."
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Mar 25, 2011 0:26:53 GMT -5
"It's not like I don't have more," Herbert said dryly.
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Post by Tybalt on Mar 25, 2011 0:29:08 GMT -5
Tybalt leaned in, almost squinting. "Is that a suggestion to get me drunk enough to be seduced -"
He cut himself off and touched the leather on Herbert's wrist suddenly.
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Mar 25, 2011 0:40:40 GMT -5
Herbert looked at him and then, faintly abashedly, pulled his arm away.
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Post by Tybalt on Mar 25, 2011 1:01:34 GMT -5
When his eyes met Herbert he immediately realized what the leather must have been hiding and, feeling suddenly badly, he slid his hand up to his elbow, the inside of it where the skin was tender.
"I'm sorry -"
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