[ What does he want to do? That's a dangerous question. Percival wants to bridge the distance between him, to take the idiot by his hair and crush their lips together. He wants to let his hands roam over Vane's muscles.
But can he voice that? Absolutely not.
Vane spares him the need to when he leans forward and apparently completely gives against him. The weight is both shocking and welcome, making him feel both affection and exasperation. That pretty much summed up his feelings towards Vane on any given day, anyway.
He shouldn't trouble his friend any further. Maybe this means he was ready to sleep it off, and all would be forgotten in the morning. He could deal with his own troubles later. So, with one swift motion, he drapes Vane's arm around his shoulder, stumbling down the hallway and leading them towards Vane's bed. Vane may be heavy, and they may be drunk, but he's strong enough that the task isn't too difficult. Even now, he struggles not to think of the way they're still so close he can feel the other's hot breath near his neck. ]
Get some rest. [ He frowns, settling Vane down on the edge of his bed. Even if the last thing he wants to do is stop touching him. ]
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[ What does he want to do? That's a dangerous question. Percival wants to bridge the distance between him, to take the idiot by his hair and crush their lips together. He wants to let his hands roam over Vane's muscles.
But can he voice that? Absolutely not.
Vane spares him the need to when he leans forward and apparently completely gives against him. The weight is both shocking and welcome, making him feel both affection and exasperation. That pretty much summed up his feelings towards Vane on any given day, anyway.
He shouldn't trouble his friend any further. Maybe this means he was ready to sleep it off, and all would be forgotten in the morning. He could deal with his own troubles later. So, with one swift motion, he drapes Vane's arm around his shoulder, stumbling down the hallway and leading them towards Vane's bed. Vane may be heavy, and they may be drunk, but he's strong enough that the task isn't too difficult. Even now, he struggles not to think of the way they're still so close he can feel the other's hot breath near his neck. ]
Get some rest. [ He frowns, settling Vane down on the edge of his bed. Even if the last thing he wants to do is stop touching him. ]