[ Kabru absolutely takes that statement the wrong way. Or, perhaps the way it was meant to be taken? It would be a complete lie to claim it wasn't enjoyable to kiss the other man, even if the context was not ideal and very detrimental to their goals. It did feel good to be held and have those lips against his, taking them passionately. Kabru isn't shy about intimacy. What he is, is caught off guard when he finds his mind travelling to where it really shouldn't. ]
Ah ... I was just playing the part. [ It's almost annoying that it was enjoyable. With Sylus' general attitude and tendency to push buttons, Kabru doesn't feel like admitting to that. ]
[ there's nothing in his tone that suggests he's offended. sylus keeps a certain nonchalance he always does, perfectly unfettered. though, the way he's slowly nodding his head to himself as if he's in deep thought... probably suggests that he's probably coming up with something. ]
Then how far will you go to play the part?
[ he motions to kabru to sit up on his lap.
this is so yaoi... maybe i need to rescind this tag. ]
Kabru gives the windows a quick glance. They are tinted, at least, so the chances of someone finding them and seeing what they get up to are slim. While he was hardly a shy person, both he and Sylus had an image to uphold. The other man was a prominent figure, and having the paparazzi catch him in the act would deal a blow to his reputation. Kabru couldn't have that.
He could refuse to entertain this, especially since he knows it's just another way for his boss to toy with him, but the temptation is certainly there. The kisses from before have him riled up and the offer is hard to refuse. He feels like kicking himself for even considering it, and he wants to kick Sylus even more for tempting him.
With an exasperated sigh, he shifts closer, climbing on the other man's lap as asked. He rests his hands on Sylus' shoulders. There's a look of vexation. Not in response to the act itself, but in response to the knowledge that he plays so easily into this man's hands. ]
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Ah ... I was just playing the part. [ It's almost annoying that it was enjoyable. With Sylus' general attitude and tendency to push buttons, Kabru doesn't feel like admitting to that. ]
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[ there's nothing in his tone that suggests he's offended. sylus keeps a certain nonchalance he always does, perfectly unfettered. though, the way he's slowly nodding his head to himself as if he's in deep thought... probably suggests that he's probably coming up with something. ]
Then how far will you go to play the part?
[ he motions to kabru to sit up on his lap.
this is so yaoi... maybe i need to rescind this tag. ]
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Kabru gives the windows a quick glance. They are tinted, at least, so the chances of someone finding them and seeing what they get up to are slim. While he was hardly a shy person, both he and Sylus had an image to uphold. The other man was a prominent figure, and having the paparazzi catch him in the act would deal a blow to his reputation. Kabru couldn't have that.
He could refuse to entertain this, especially since he knows it's just another way for his boss to toy with him, but the temptation is certainly there. The kisses from before have him riled up and the offer is hard to refuse. He feels like kicking himself for even considering it, and he wants to kick Sylus even more for tempting him.
With an exasperated sigh, he shifts closer, climbing on the other man's lap as asked. He rests his hands on Sylus' shoulders. There's a look of vexation. Not in response to the act itself, but in response to the knowledge that he plays so easily into this man's hands. ]
Are we rehearsing now?