"Sephiroth." He repeats the name with a touch of curiosity. A fascinating one, to be sure. "It is a pleasure." Clearly if the way his eyes linger on the taller man's arms, so effortlessly holding Zechs, are any indication.
Sephiroth's insistance that Zechs was so very helpful only gets a wider smile, a bright, delighted sort of laugh as he lays a hand lightly on one of those powerful arms. "You needn't be so polite. I know my fiance well enough to know that, no matter how genuine the offer and how very obliging he can be he is also a horrible brat."
"I do appreciate you bringing him home, however. If he'd have waited much longer I might have been elbow deep in lye and then what would he have done, hmm? Make me send Sylvain to collect you?" Another little tsk, this time one of those elegant hands darting out to slide beneath the sloppily buttoned vest? unbuttoned shirt? really Zechs. But it's space enough for his fingers to dip beneath the material to find one nipple, tweaking it just a little too hard, enough to sting.
Long nails skim down Zechs' chest, completely unbothered by the fact that he's still in another man's arms. "There is a bathroom just through there." A nod towards the door beside the stairs. "I can collect some towels if you like... I may have to deprive you of his company, however. I'd had plans for him."
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Sephiroth's insistance that Zechs was so very helpful only gets a wider smile, a bright, delighted sort of laugh as he lays a hand lightly on one of those powerful arms. "You needn't be so polite. I know my fiance well enough to know that, no matter how genuine the offer and how very obliging he can be he is also a horrible brat."
"I do appreciate you bringing him home, however. If he'd have waited much longer I might have been elbow deep in lye and then what would he have done, hmm? Make me send Sylvain to collect you?" Another little tsk, this time one of those elegant hands darting out to slide beneath the sloppily buttoned vest? unbuttoned shirt? really Zechs. But it's space enough for his fingers to dip beneath the material to find one nipple, tweaking it just a little too hard, enough to sting.
Long nails skim down Zechs' chest, completely unbothered by the fact that he's still in another man's arms. "There is a bathroom just through there." A nod towards the door beside the stairs. "I can collect some towels if you like... I may have to deprive you of his company, however. I'd had plans for him."