[harry wouldn't dream of parting from him now--nor would he backing down from what must be a challenge when it's murmured so temptingly in his ear. there's an amused smirk tugging at his own lips too when dorian leans in, harry letting his gaze flick downward while he takes advantage of the view afforded by his height. it's a mutual thrill at letting this happen, something electric in the air and certainly from the proximity of dorian's body to his own.
harry hart isn't a shy man by any means--but he's also usually far more in control than to imagine running through each and every one of those scenarios in this very bar after they've been suggested.
the hand on dorian's arm shifts, cupping along his jaw and glancing against his cheek affectionately. his eyes are warm behind his glasses, voice low and smooth like the drinks he's indulged in tonight.]
I think perhaps you need a valuable lesson that a gentleman can do all of the above. I make no promises about patience tonight.
[his gaze slips down to dorian's lips, not exactly subtle but testing at the scant inches between them.]
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harry hart isn't a shy man by any means--but he's also usually far more in control than to imagine running through each and every one of those scenarios in this very bar after they've been suggested.
the hand on dorian's arm shifts, cupping along his jaw and glancing against his cheek affectionately. his eyes are warm behind his glasses, voice low and smooth like the drinks he's indulged in tonight.]
I think perhaps you need a valuable lesson that a gentleman can do all of the above. I make no promises about patience tonight.
[his gaze slips down to dorian's lips, not exactly subtle but testing at the scant inches between them.]