LOREN
Abasi’s question caused Loren to let out another huff of laughter, matching the humor in the other man’s voice. ”No, no I did not. I just wanted to help you out. I certainly wasn’t expecting anything.” Indeed, the Launceleyn hadn’t been expecting much of anything from anyone, including himself. At least in anything close to resembling a romantic or sexual way. That was part of the problem, and why he’d been so uncertain before, when he’d asked Abasi if this was okay, between them.The fact that it was okay was surprising to both of them, it seemed. Weirdly, that made the summoner slightly bolder. His hand drifted over slowly until it rested on the other man’s knee again; they were in public, sure, but nobody could see anything under the sheet, and the gesture was innocent enough and easily explained. Hopefully Abasi would accept it. ”That doesn’t mean I’m not eager.” It just meant the Launceleyn’s eagerness had a lot more to do with his loneliness and how much drama there’d been in every other aspect of his life rather than any long term plan on his part. The other man was far from all those worries, and his confidence and forthrightness was refreshing. Desperation wasn’t a good look, though, even Loren knew that so obviously he wouldn't say anything along those line. Plus, even he wasn’t above a little bit of flattery—no one was—and Abasi had called the summoner both powerful and attractive. Neither was something he was used to hearing from other people.
As the other man turned to the Launceleyn and asked for clarification about the kiss, he smiled, hoping this was an encouraging sign. When Abasi confessed that this was, indeed, not something he’d had much experience with (something the summoner had already suspected) Loren let out another one of those breathless laughs, turning onto his side as well so they were fully facing one another.
He propped himself up so he was a little above the other man. Though it required the summoner to move his hand from Abasi's knee, that was fine by the Launceleyn. After all, he was hoping for something a little less tame. ”Why don’t you let me be the judge of that?” With that, he reached out and cupped the other man’s cheek, the touch gentle. Then Loren leaned in and closed the distance between their lips. Hopefully Abasi wouldn’t back out now.
A beggar's book
outworths
a noble's blood
