Date: 2024-10-16 01:57 am (UTC)
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[The problem with being this close to Sampo is that it's actually quite hard to not look at him. Gepard tries, of course, he tries to focus on that wall just behind Sampo's shoulder- but then a finger grazes a button, pressing into his body, and his attention shifts right back to Sampo, his gaze slips back to him, he looks at him, he can't look anywhere else. He feels like-

Feelings aren't, never were his strong suit. They were a luxury for men who weren't born with the name Landau and a duty to chase what they want, to catch it, to bring it down and make it their own. And now here he is, torn.

Sampo removes his jacket. Gepard lets him, even if it means letting go of his waist - he does, long enough to remove that jacket. Then his hands go back to where they were, and then...further? Maybe? Because if Sampo's right there, up against his chest, kissing his chin (he gasps), and his cheek (and he arches his head back, away, the better to let Sampo have access) it's easy enough to just...hold him.]


If.

[His voice wobbles, a little. (Why is it so difficult to stay composed when Sampo's in a mood.) Gepard licks his lips, tries again.]

If I wasn't curious, I'd have put more effort into winning, you know.
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