[Myr had brought L to this party and showed him, first, an elaborate bower. He said that he'd made it for the detective; it would be ideal for this kind of activity, actually, but L finds he's grateful they're not there, for reasons beyond his somewhat intoxicated understanding.
His willowy body is easy for Hector to pull down, although the position is a little awkward. Were L a little more aggressive or intuitive about such matters, he might crawl into Hector's lap and straddle the faun; perhaps he should, but... no, for the moment he's mushed and snuggled against Hector's soft-pelted side.]
Yes... I do.
[His mind reruns the things the SQUIP taught him about this. A year ago, more than a year ago. He can do this. While Hector is flirting, L has something to prove, and uses the leverage of the faun holding his wrist to pull himself up and push his lips against Hector's with bruising force.
He's a good kisser, just... perhaps a touch out of practice, with a pretty high blood alcohol content judging by his breath.]
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His willowy body is easy for Hector to pull down, although the position is a little awkward. Were L a little more aggressive or intuitive about such matters, he might crawl into Hector's lap and straddle the faun; perhaps he should, but... no, for the moment he's mushed and snuggled against Hector's soft-pelted side.]
Yes... I do.
[His mind reruns the things the SQUIP taught him about this. A year ago, more than a year ago. He can do this. While Hector is flirting, L has something to prove, and uses the leverage of the faun holding his wrist to pull himself up and push his lips against Hector's with bruising force.
He's a good kisser, just... perhaps a touch out of practice, with a pretty high blood alcohol content judging by his breath.]