[And at that, he has to let out an audible laugh. What a shame X’rhun is putting his shirt back on, but he supposes he did buy it so it could be worn.]
Please. Acting as if you don’t enjoy the way my eyes slide across you. I know better than that.
[-he says with a glimmer in his eyes. X'rhun can keep his arms as loose or stiff as he likes, it'll certainly not matter. Because Ardyn activates that magic of his, literally making his friend's shirt disappear from his body in the usual crystalline display.]
[ He flicks his ears as Ardyn pokes him. Now that the surprise has worn off, he's only too amused. ]
Fine, fine. I shall allow you this victory, but if my state of dress was such a problem for you to begin with, why did you not pull out that little trick in the first place?
More and more I believe it is you who is the cat in this relationship, not I. How very odd that is for me.
[ He’s content to let Ardyn do as he pleases, though the sheer absurdity of this conversation has not escaped him. Not that it matters – he enjoys the attention regardless. ]
Please, Ardyn. When have I ever gotten in the way of your fun?
[ He can take the hint, as if it weren’t obvious that they’d end up there anyway, and curls his fingers around the lapels of Ardyn’s coat as he begins to walk backwards towards the bed. ]
Oh, will you? How generous. I can only hope this time we manage to get you fully undressed before you lose your patience.
["Eager" is both accurate, and not quite. There was more to it than that, but what did it matter now? This time, maybe, he does possess a mote more of patience.
He leans in to kiss X'rhun teasingly at the corner of his mouth, murmuring:]
You know me. Of course I take it as a compliment, right along with your staring.
[ Will he ever let that go? Probably not, but it’s all in good humor. The back of his legs bump against the edge of the bed, and he stops there for the moment. He wants a proper kiss, thank you, and tugs Ardyn down to do just that. ]
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Oh, but you do, and you are. You've been enjoying the view from the moment I undid my buttons.
[ No more ogling for you, sir! He tugs the t-shirt back over his head, so there! ]
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Please. Acting as if you don’t enjoy the way my eyes slide across you. I know better than that.
[So much for not being lecherous.]
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[ That is such a lie. He didn’t even try all that hard to hide it. ]
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[A hand to his chest, in a dramatic gesture of being both hurt and resigned.]
Then I can stop appreciating your form, from here on out, if it makes you so uncomfortable.
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Anything but that. My poor ego needs the stroking, even if you are horrible.
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[He could have made a joke about stroking here, but Ardyn will hold his tongue this time. Maybe.]
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[ He's a little disappointed at the lack of a joke, to be honest. He set it up so nicely and everything! ]
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[Maybe next time, friend.]
Just how needy are you feeling right this moment?
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Hm. Difficult to say. How generous are you yourself feeling?
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[His smile is teasing.]
I did come bearing gifts, after all.
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But only if you feel so inclined.
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[Feel inclined, that is. He steps forward, hands moving to the bottom edges of X'rhun's new shirt.]
Think I can be swifter about it?
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[ He grins up at Ardyn, keeping his arms loose at his sides for now. ]
Just take care not to rip it, hm? It was a gift.
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[-he says with a glimmer in his eyes. X'rhun can keep his arms as loose or stiff as he likes, it'll certainly not matter. Because Ardyn activates that magic of his, literally making his friend's shirt disappear from his body in the usual crystalline display.]
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You-! That's cheating!
[ Somehow! ]
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[He's looks completely, utterly pleased with himself, and isn't bothering to hide it.]
It's not as if you established any rules. [He pokes a finger playfully at X'rhun's now-exposed chest.] So you cannot accuse me of cheating.
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Fine, fine. I shall allow you this victory, but if my state of dress was such a problem for you to begin with, why did you not pull out that little trick in the first place?
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[He reaches out, running his hands down X'rhun's side, a crooked smile on his face.]
And sometimes I'm impatient. Is that so hard to believe that I'm a man whose moods and preferences vacillates?
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[ He’s content to let Ardyn do as he pleases, though the sheer absurdity of this conversation has not escaped him. Not that it matters – he enjoys the attention regardless. ]
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[Well, at least X'rhun will be getting plenty of attention here soon, even if absurdity did lead them to this point.]
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[ he's coming to find these little visits rather enjoyable, in spite of himself ]
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[A not-so-subtle nudge in the direction of X'rhun's bed, surprising absolutely no one. Though he does add-]
I'll let you have your shirt back afterwards.
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[ He can take the hint, as if it weren’t obvious that they’d end up there anyway, and curls his fingers around the lapels of Ardyn’s coat as he begins to walk backwards towards the bed. ]
Oh, will you? How generous. I can only hope this time we manage to get you fully undressed before you lose your patience.
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["Eager" is both accurate, and not quite. There was more to it than that, but what did it matter now? This time, maybe, he does possess a mote more of patience.
He leans in to kiss X'rhun teasingly at the corner of his mouth, murmuring:]
You should take it as a compliment.
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[ Will he ever let that go? Probably not, but it’s all in good humor. The back of his legs bump against the edge of the bed, and he stops there for the moment. He wants a proper kiss, thank you, and tugs Ardyn down to do just that. ]
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