[rynlan meets it easily, keeping hold of the collar around thancred's neck to ensure he stays close; this part, this is easy. he knows thancred's good, can just-- enjoy this, for a minute, without much else on his mind.
when he leans back to breathe, though, he murmurs-]
...I do have ground rules. If you want more than this, I mean.
[He's smiling still, in that sort of rakish playful way, but even behind his half-lidded eyes there's an alertness in his gaze. Whatever follows next, he's clearly going to afford it the gravity it deserves.]
[he's toying with the collar, a bit, as he speaks.]
I don't like being looked at too closely. Usually prefer the lights out, but it's not necessary, just-- no commentary on my looks if I'm not dressed. No touching anywhere that I haven't agreed to, and don't linger on it too much when you do.
Just using each other for mutual satisfaction, then?
[His finger looses from Ryn's collar in turn, coming up to run his knuckle down the line of his jaw instead.]
I've no objection to that, strictly speaking, but I prefer my partners willing and enthusiastic. If you'd rather I didn't seek your reactions by expressing my admiration, you'll need to meet me in the middle some other way. Your thoughts?
[it's hard to explain. not in the sense that it's difficult, but that it's hard to say any of the reasons outright.
his head tilts slightly into thancred's hand, at least.]
I don't mean to imply unwillingness. But there's more to my condition than just my leg. I prefer not to... [what are the best words, for this.] To feel exposed.
Good. Then once I've been sufficiently stripped of my sight, you can feel reassured that all of my proclamations of your beauty will be driven entirely by personally-serving ulterior motives.
[He got a smirk; why not try for an outright laugh? Might as well.]
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[With the hand not being held, he reaches up and hooks a finger in Ryn's collar, tugging at it playfully.]
Don't just pay lip service.
[THANCRED.]
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Why not? You're very good at lip service, when you're not calling me a brat.
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[But speaking of lip service, he'll close the gap and kiss him, like the initiative-taker he is.]
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when he leans back to breathe, though, he murmurs-]
...I do have ground rules. If you want more than this, I mean.
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[He's smiling still, in that sort of rakish playful way, but even behind his half-lidded eyes there's an alertness in his gaze. Whatever follows next, he's clearly going to afford it the gravity it deserves.]
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[he's toying with the collar, a bit, as he speaks.]
I don't like being looked at too closely. Usually prefer the lights out, but it's not necessary, just-- no commentary on my looks if I'm not dressed. No touching anywhere that I haven't agreed to, and don't linger on it too much when you do.
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[His finger looses from Ryn's collar in turn, coming up to run his knuckle down the line of his jaw instead.]
I've no objection to that, strictly speaking, but I prefer my partners willing and enthusiastic. If you'd rather I didn't seek your reactions by expressing my admiration, you'll need to meet me in the middle some other way. Your thoughts?
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[it's hard to explain. not in the sense that it's difficult, but that it's hard to say any of the reasons outright.
his head tilts slightly into thancred's hand, at least.]
I don't mean to imply unwillingness. But there's more to my condition than just my leg. I prefer not to... [what are the best words, for this.] To feel exposed.
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[The edge of his mouth quirks up slyly. Teasing though the delivery might be, the offer seems genuine enough.]
If you think you'd enjoy that.
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[that gets an equally teasing little smirk from him, at the idea.]
I just might enjoy that, if you're fine with it.
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[He got a smirk; why not try for an outright laugh? Might as well.]
But jests aside. Are those your only conditions?