[ ...sure, do that and then ask a question that theoretically requires blood to be in his head. Yuri leans back, though, catching his weight on his palms, and doing nothing to discourage any... touching Flynn might wanna punctuate this conversation with.
Eyebrows lifting ever so slightly. ]
I think she's — brave, fierce, a hell of a fighter... beautiful, too.
If that's not the sort of answer you had in mind, though, I might need some more bread crumbs.
[He asks Yuri, blunt and to the point, his hands rubbing up and down his thighs idly as they talk. Flynn steps closer to him resting against his knees.]
[ ...Only more distracting. His eyes flick down to Flynn's hands. ]
A few times, yeah. —That okay?
[ The way it comes out, you'd think he was asking permission. Which he's not, because... well, it's a little late to ask permission. But if — if this is different, because she's someone from home...
His thigh muscles flex, almost a twitch, as Flynn comes closer. ]
Blond, eyes like the sea, good-looking and clean-cut and just plain cut. Plus there's the part where you're a literal knight on a literal white horse in literal shining armor.
[ ..........yeah, he doesn't like this. Surprise, surprise. If Flynn weren't practically on top of him, he'd be kicking a foot against his desk in agitation. ]
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Why, Flynn. If you wanted a nooner, all you had to do was ask.
[ Office door open! After you. ]
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[Makes an embarrassed noise, shaking his head. His fingers reached out and he trailed them over Yuri's arm as he entered the office.]
Really? I think that it wouldn't be a good idea in your work office.
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The discomfort's part of the charm.
[ Backing up, and tugging Flynn with him, until he can sit on his own desk. ]
But seriously. What's up?
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So. What do you think of Judith aside from her being a friend?
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Eyebrows lifting ever so slightly. ]
I think she's — brave, fierce, a hell of a fighter... beautiful, too.
If that's not the sort of answer you had in mind, though, I might need some more bread crumbs.
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[He asks Yuri, blunt and to the point, his hands rubbing up and down his thighs idly as they talk. Flynn steps closer to him resting against his knees.]
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A few times, yeah. —That okay?
[ The way it comes out, you'd think he was asking permission. Which he's not, because... well, it's a little late to ask permission. But if — if this is different, because she's someone from home...
His thigh muscles flex, almost a twitch, as Flynn comes closer. ]
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[He squeezes again and he leans over and kisses Yuri. Pulling back he smiles and relaxes.]
Only if you don't mind if I kiss her and sleep with her too?
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What?
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Is that okay? I mean, if you don't want me to, I won't.
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[ No idea how he's feeling, honestly? ]
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[His fingers brush up his hips and he just sits there patient, letting Yuri really think through whatever is going on in his head. He won't push.]
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Huh. ...Anyone else so far?
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Not really. I don't want to assume, and I'm not really sure I'd catch anyone's attention anyway.
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[ Catching both your wrists at once to stop the touching! ]
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[Pauses his touching and just instead stares at him with a small smile on his lips.]
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You're biased, of course you think that.
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Trust me. It's not just me.
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I love you.
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[ He trails off. ]
Judy made a move, huh?
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[Yes, she kissed him, but he had liked it, that's why he was here to talk to Yuri.]
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When was this?
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