[he doesn't quite believe that. Karna's appearance is so striking and beautiful, it'd be damn hard to convince him that Karna wasn't at least partially aware of how alluring he was. He doubted he himself was the first person to point out his pure and untouched beauty, and he doubted he'd be the last.
Except he could now have the fingers of anyone cut off for touching what was his if he so felt like it. That was a nice thought.
But not one worth paying attention to right now as Karna's next comment was only too right. He absolutely isn't the type of person who holds anything back. And it's as if he'd been waiting for Karna to comment on such--to say that he isn't made of something as delicate as he looks.
A sharp look seems to roll over those hawk-like eyes of his as his grip becomes very firm, very suddenly.]
I will cure you of your shyness. Your inexperience is fine as well. [There's a lower, harsher tone to his voice as his head suddenly pushes forward, aiming to claim Karna's mouth with his own. The arm around the others' back supporting the other as his free one drags along the collar of that thin robe. Feet shifting on the cool, stone floor as he starts to slowly walk--pushing the other back towards his (far too large) bed.]
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Date: 2018-10-13 04:10 am (UTC)Except he could now have the fingers of anyone cut off for touching what was his if he so felt like it. That was a nice thought.
But not one worth paying attention to right now as Karna's next comment was only too right. He absolutely isn't the type of person who holds anything back. And it's as if he'd been waiting for Karna to comment on such--to say that he isn't made of something as delicate as he looks.
A sharp look seems to roll over those hawk-like eyes of his as his grip becomes very firm, very suddenly.]
I will cure you of your shyness. Your inexperience is fine as well. [There's a lower, harsher tone to his voice as his head suddenly pushes forward, aiming to claim Karna's mouth with his own. The arm around the others' back supporting the other as his free one drags along the collar of that thin robe. Feet shifting on the cool, stone floor as he starts to slowly walk--pushing the other back towards his (far too large) bed.]