(Another round of drinks and Tsurumaru listens attentively as their mark begins to prattle about aging and tasting notes and other rarer and more expensive bottles he's had before. Something about a wine infused with the venom of a viper that leads into a story about a liqueur infused with a kaiju's venom. Something not easy to get, accessible only with the right connections if you know the right place. Of course, he knows exactly how to get it. He knows how to get a lot of things if Tsurumaru is interested--
It's then that he feels Kabru's finger run down his spine and his back arches, leaning back just enough and turning away from their mark to give Kabru his seemingly reluctant attention. He sits up straighter and seems to look him up and down, deliberating if he should give him his time.
He looks cute like this, Tsurumaru thinks. He already decides that he wouldn't give himself to another that easily even if it was for a mission, but how could he not want to spoil him a little when he looks so hungry for attention? He smiles, clearly amused...
... And he sticks out his tongue.)
I'm busy.
(Their target lets out a loud roar of a laugh and Tsurumaru turns his attention back over, leaning a little closer. What had they been talking about? Right, right, he remembers.)
You're playing with me.
(He says he isn't and Tsurumaru teases,)
I've never been up close to one before; let alone one in a bottle...
(And in his drunken arrogance, their mark seems to get an idea. Their eyes light up, the gears turn, and it's clear that he's recalling something... something they can see tonight.)
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It's then that he feels Kabru's finger run down his spine and his back arches, leaning back just enough and turning away from their mark to give Kabru his seemingly reluctant attention. He sits up straighter and seems to look him up and down, deliberating if he should give him his time.
He looks cute like this, Tsurumaru thinks. He already decides that he wouldn't give himself to another that easily even if it was for a mission, but how could he not want to spoil him a little when he looks so hungry for attention? He smiles, clearly amused...
... And he sticks out his tongue.)
I'm busy.
(Their target lets out a loud roar of a laugh and Tsurumaru turns his attention back over, leaning a little closer. What had they been talking about? Right, right, he remembers.)
You're playing with me.
(He says he isn't and Tsurumaru teases,)
I've never been up close to one before; let alone one in a bottle...
(And in his drunken arrogance, their mark seems to get an idea. Their eyes light up, the gears turn, and it's clear that he's recalling something... something they can see tonight.)