judgementor | [Jikan IC Inbox][un: redwine]

I don't see how that gives you license to splash water all over me.

[It's not Steak splashing water over himself that's the problem here... in fact he's quite enjoying that particular view. Very nice indeed. In fact, once his initial annoyance at being splashed goes down he settles very easily into appreciating the view in front of him.

Red Wine shifts back into a more comfortable position and crosses one knee neatly over the other, leaning back in the chair and looking Steak up and down with deliberate slowness.]

But I suppose I can forgive it.

( Obviously, you were too close, Red Wine. But Steak doesn't pick that fight for once. Instead, he simply inclines his head at Red Wine's "forgiveness" and nods his head to the towel next to the man. )

Pass me that towel.

( Unfortunately, those glistening abs need to dry off now. Though Steak certainly doesn't need to stretch as he asks that.

Maybe even his meathead can catch that glance from Red Wine. )

I think you can reach it yourself, if you stretch a little further.

[Red Wine is not making his staring subtle in any respect. Surely even Steak can spot the way he's currently being eyed up by the other Food Soul as he leans back a little more in his seat to allow room for the horned male to lean an arm across him.

A tiny grin curves his lips.]

Go ahead.

( Oh, he can. And despite the exasperated eye roll, it seems Steak is quite willing to lean into the act and play along with Red Wine's suggestion. The hand on Red Wine's thigh is completely unnecessary for his balance, thumb tracing light circles against the side.

Also completely unnecessary? The kiss he steals from Red Wine as he pulls back with his towel.

(There may or may not also be water dripping onto you, Red Wine, sry.) )

[The hand on his thigh is utterly unnecessary and it has the effect of sending a shock of electricity straight up his leg. It's enough that it holds him in place, faintly stunned, for the kiss that is planted on his lips and enough that he doesn't really notice the water. He had already been splashed, anyway.]

... Jerk. [He mutters, curling his hand around the back of the other Food Soul's neck and pulling him down into another, more purposeful kiss.]

No points for subtlety.

( Steak could point out that he's never been subtle, nor has he ever been not a jerk, but he would much rather sink into this kiss. He shifts, stepping around so he's directly in front of Red Wine, squeezing his thigh before Steak's other hand slips to cup the side of Red Wine's face.

And, as his mouth parts, tongue sliding over Red Wine's lower lip, he steadily lowers himself forward, until he's straddling Red Wine's lap. )

[If he had been subtle Red Wine would have thought that there was something wrong. He smirks slightly as Steak's weight settles into his lap and slides both hands up his thighs, lightly pressing is thumbs in against the dips at the tops of his legs.

He parts his lips, letting out a soft hum against the kiss.

For a brainless lout, Steak really could choose his moments and do exactly the right thing sometimes.]

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