Lulled by the curiously good-natured shrugging off of his taunt, Edmund blinks and doesn't retreat from the friendly pat. Which makes the sudden tug and even suddener presence of Ienzo getting up in his face to threaten him against book-burnings...
Unexpectedly and inconveniently erotic.
Shite, he sighs wearily to himself, as the automatic pumping of adrenaline courses blood even faster throughout his body. Experiencing the indignities of adolescence for a second time is a fate he'd done little to deserve. It wasn't fair that a simple manhandling by this self-appointed bibliosoph would make his pulse pound in his ears and his spine stiffen and his eyes lock into the dark swirl that pooled in the fierce gaze before him. But so it was.
He was too startled (and discomfited) to make any sort of reply in the moment, and Ienzo had released him and looked for all the world like he had no idea why Edmund was staring at him dumbfounded, by the time he'd collected himself enough to respond. "I'll keep that in mind." Was that sarcasm on his tongue? Hard to say for sure.
"It's been a while," he says, a little testily, still hyperaware of another type of indulgence that he'd done without for too long. "I wouldn't say no to it. But if you have a better place where we won't be at the mercy of the nearest self-congratulatory tosser, lead on."
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Unexpectedly and inconveniently erotic.
Shite, he sighs wearily to himself, as the automatic pumping of adrenaline courses blood even faster throughout his body. Experiencing the indignities of adolescence for a second time is a fate he'd done little to deserve. It wasn't fair that a simple manhandling by this self-appointed bibliosoph would make his pulse pound in his ears and his spine stiffen and his eyes lock into the dark swirl that pooled in the fierce gaze before him. But so it was.
He was too startled (and discomfited) to make any sort of reply in the moment, and Ienzo had released him and looked for all the world like he had no idea why Edmund was staring at him dumbfounded, by the time he'd collected himself enough to respond. "I'll keep that in mind." Was that sarcasm on his tongue? Hard to say for sure.
"It's been a while," he says, a little testily, still hyperaware of another type of indulgence that he'd done without for too long. "I wouldn't say no to it. But if you have a better place where we won't be at the mercy of the nearest self-congratulatory tosser, lead on."