[ After getting exactly the reaction he'd hoped for, which is, to catch Vane so off-guard that the other man loses control and makes an embarrassment of himself, Percival actually throws his head back and laughs. He laughs, and while it's rare to see such an unbridled sight of mirth, he's also drunk enough that he's a bit disoriented, and he almost loses his balance on Vane's lap.
he catches himself with his free hand on Vane's shoulder. ] What's not fair, idiot? [ He grins, apparently incredibly happy to have taken ahold of the metaphorical reigns, feeling his own blood race with want as he squeezes tighter and feels the shape of Vane's cock above his trousers. He continues doing this while Vane begins to remove his shirt, eagerly grabbing an eyeful of the muscled torso underneath. He doesn't stop the teasing even when Vane clearly makes a move to try and remove his pants, only faltering when Vane implies that he can't disrobe himself. ]
Ngg-- I'm perfectly capable! [ Now, he finally pulls away and stops tormenting poor Vane, making a move to shift into an easier position to remove his own garments, but he really just ends up... flopping onto the bed on his stomach.
no subject
he catches himself with his free hand on Vane's shoulder. ] What's not fair, idiot? [ He grins, apparently incredibly happy to have taken ahold of the metaphorical reigns, feeling his own blood race with want as he squeezes tighter and feels the shape of Vane's cock above his trousers. He continues doing this while Vane begins to remove his shirt, eagerly grabbing an eyeful of the muscled torso underneath. He doesn't stop the teasing even when Vane clearly makes a move to try and remove his pants, only faltering when Vane implies that he can't disrobe himself. ]
Ngg-- I'm perfectly capable! [ Now, he finally pulls away and stops tormenting poor Vane, making a move to shift into an easier position to remove his own garments, but he really just ends up... flopping onto the bed on his stomach.
An effort was made. ]