[ Thoma hadn’t dared hope that anything would come of this little conversation, apart from a bit more understanding between all of them and a direction in which they might go in the future. But the night before seems to have put all of them in a mood.
It really hits him the moment that Diluc undoes his hair, crimson waves falling around his shoulders, that they’re doing this now.
His partners often manage to surprise him, but this? Oh, this is a good surprise. He leans into those fingers in his hair, warm and gone all too soon, his eyes following Diluc and Ori as she’s pulled into Diluc’s lap. Archons, they’re both perfect. Both so incredibly beautiful. How did he get this lucky?
Ori looks like she might combust on the spot, face buried adorably in her hands. Thoma can only smile, something crooked and affectionate with a very slight edge of heat to it, as he reaches out to gently catch her wrist and move one of her hands away. She’s biting her lip, too, which is entirely unfair. ]
Ori… sweet Ori. What have I said about looking at me like that?
[ He really can’t help it… and the neckline of her dress is so open. He ducks down, his lips finding her skin to kiss along the line of her collar bone, her shoulder. When he reaches her neck, he breathes out a heated little sigh, murmuring against her skin, but certainly loud enough for Diluc to hear. ]
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It really hits him the moment that Diluc undoes his hair, crimson waves falling around his shoulders, that they’re doing this now.
His partners often manage to surprise him, but this? Oh, this is a good surprise. He leans into those fingers in his hair, warm and gone all too soon, his eyes following Diluc and Ori as she’s pulled into Diluc’s lap. Archons, they’re both perfect. Both so incredibly beautiful. How did he get this lucky?
Ori looks like she might combust on the spot, face buried adorably in her hands. Thoma can only smile, something crooked and affectionate with a very slight edge of heat to it, as he reaches out to gently catch her wrist and move one of her hands away. She’s biting her lip, too, which is entirely unfair. ]
Ori… sweet Ori. What have I said about looking at me like that?
[ He really can’t help it… and the neckline of her dress is so open. He ducks down, his lips finding her skin to kiss along the line of her collar bone, her shoulder. When he reaches her neck, he breathes out a heated little sigh, murmuring against her skin, but certainly loud enough for Diluc to hear. ]
I want you both so badly.