[It was such a relief not to have the lecture he was expecting come and it showed on his face, in the set of his shoulders, in the way he slumped back with a bemused grin. The fact that praise came with it was even more unexpected and he sat up on his knees in front of Regis once more. This time, at least, there was a soft rug beneath him.]
The king himself listens to barracks gossip?
[It's teasing and he stretches up, hopeful for another kiss.]
Mmm I know I don't need to but you went and got rid of all the superfluous stuff already. So I've gotta have some way of drawing this out.
[His hands move from the brace to the hand that skims over his, drawing it up to brush his lips over Regis' knuckles again, though this time it is decidedly more sensual. Then his fingers slip back, deft and quick as he unfastens the cufflink there. Fingers slip under the open cuff of his shirt, sliding over warm skin, guiding Regis' hand up to his mouth again though this time it's his wrist that gets a lingering kiss.]
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The king himself listens to barracks gossip?
[It's teasing and he stretches up, hopeful for another kiss.]
Mmm I know I don't need to but you went and got rid of all the superfluous stuff already. So I've gotta have some way of drawing this out.
[His hands move from the brace to the hand that skims over his, drawing it up to brush his lips over Regis' knuckles again, though this time it is decidedly more sensual. Then his fingers slip back, deft and quick as he unfastens the cufflink there. Fingers slip under the open cuff of his shirt, sliding over warm skin, guiding Regis' hand up to his mouth again though this time it's his wrist that gets a lingering kiss.]