[It's a day for the unexpected, apparently. He doesn't move to dodge so much as turns quizzically, giving that extra hair that meant the difference between a cheek peck and an almost on the lips.
Richie stiffens (it's not enough, not enough to do anything, calm down you won't get sick) and blinks dumbly at the wink.
Then he cuts a laugh, tossing a hand his way and putting on airs of indignation.]
Don't tease! You're breaking my heart!
[When Prior's back's to him he makes to wipe the spot away, even if it had been dry and chaste as a nun with a penny locked between her knees. Phantom heat and dampness linger all the same. It does nothing to help his stubborn flush.
He's thoughtlessly brushed at his trousers where the younger, more daring Prior had been reaching before, and wrests his hand away when he realizes what's being done.]
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Richie stiffens (it's not enough, not enough to do anything, calm down you won't get sick) and blinks dumbly at the wink.
Then he cuts a laugh, tossing a hand his way and putting on airs of indignation.]
Don't tease! You're breaking my heart!
[When Prior's back's to him he makes to wipe the spot away, even if it had been dry and chaste as a nun with a penny locked between her knees. Phantom heat and dampness linger all the same. It does nothing to help his stubborn flush.
He's thoughtlessly brushed at his trousers where the younger, more daring Prior had been reaching before, and wrests his hand away when he realizes what's being done.]