Davrin was going to be very smooth about it all- really. Maybe even stay to hear the plans for going to Treviso, because obviously he was going, too. But then Spite slipped in, seemingly more than ever channeling Lucanis' (and Davrin's) inner thoughts without a moment of pause or acknowledgment that, yes, there were world ending issues they needed to take care of.
That broke him.
Davrin, head already tilted back against the wall, let out loud laugh. Gods, after everything before the kiss? It felt good, better than he'd expected, to be able to do that. Still grinning, he decided he'd be briefed on the plan later. He wanted to keep this feeling of lightness and heat, of remembering lips almost on his neck, for a while longer.
He slipped out of his loose hold against the wall, pressing a kiss against Lucanis/Spite's temple on the way by. He offered a half smirk to Rook as he walked by, not waiting for a reply as he tossed out:
"Doors, Rook. They close for a reason."
((feel free to add an ending post or not! Going over to start the tea drinking date now))
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That broke him.
Davrin, head already tilted back against the wall, let out loud laugh. Gods, after everything before the kiss? It felt good, better than he'd expected, to be able to do that. Still grinning, he decided he'd be briefed on the plan later. He wanted to keep this feeling of lightness and heat, of remembering lips almost on his neck, for a while longer.
He slipped out of his loose hold against the wall, pressing a kiss against Lucanis/Spite's temple on the way by. He offered a half smirk to Rook as he walked by, not waiting for a reply as he tossed out:
"Doors, Rook. They close for a reason."
((feel free to add an ending post or not! Going over to start the tea drinking date now))