So you liked him. And you did something he decided was the worst, and now he hates you.
( he's just spitballing here. but that's definitely what it looks like, between chev's dramatic bullshit and everything else he's picked up from victor here. )
[ so apparently it's obvious to everyone that the Chevalier hates him. thanks for crushing his spirit even more, Sam. ]
That's not what I want.
[ there's a moment of silence as he stares ahead, hesitant to tell Sam what he actually wants. he wishes he didn't have to have this conversation while holding his hand. ]
He's shown interest in me when he learned that I was with someone else.
[ Victor nearly bumps into him, which is almost as stupid as walking into a tree or a lamppost. there's suspicion in his eyes when he finally looks up to him. the earlier requests weren't so bad, he thinks he can probably survive whatever else this man asks of him. ]
[ he grows more nervous and confused by each passing second. Sam is so tall that his proximity is intimidating in itself. Victor would lean back if he could, but he's frozen in place. ]
Excuse me?
[ fucking rude. offended and irritated, his cheeks flush bright red. ]
( oh. it's cute, he's flustered. sam doesn't slide back, keeps right in victor's space. considers pressing in just a little closer, just to see how far he can push it but opts to save that for later.
[ he knows he's being fucked with, but he can't bring himself to break free. not when he has something to prove and he knows that Sam could just yank him back with one simple tug. ]
I'm never unpleasant on purpose.
[ he doesn't even know what you're talking about, Samil. what are you doing? ]
[ again, who gave him the permission to be so tall? Victor holds his breath, frowns and pretends that a shiver didn't just go through his stupid, nervous body. ]
If you make any sense, I might.
[ he blinks and pulls his hand back to himself hastily. he gestures past Sam, eager to move on from this, whatever it was. ]
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( he's just spitballing here. but that's definitely what it looks like, between chev's dramatic bullshit and everything else he's picked up from victor here. )
And now you wanna get back at him.
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That's not what I want.
[ there's a moment of silence as he stares ahead, hesitant to tell Sam what he actually wants. he wishes he didn't have to have this conversation while holding his hand. ]
He's shown interest in me when he learned that I was with someone else.
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( swinging their hands between them, to remind victor that they are holding hands. can't get out of it now. )
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I don't know if it's possible.
[ but here he is, trying it out. his last, useless attempt. probably going to end in ruins anyway because the Chevalier hates him. ]
I'm sorry, I should have told you as the first thing.
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I'll play into your game, Victor. But on one condition.
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What?
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( he starts, voice soft. sam leans in a little closer, not quite kissing victor, but definitely in his space enough that the possibility's there. )
But don't be a dick.
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Excuse me?
[ fucking rude. offended and irritated, his cheeks flush bright red. ]
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his voice lowers, tone sultry, )
You heard me.
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I'm never unpleasant on purpose.
[ he doesn't even know what you're talking about, Samil. what are you doing? ]
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( sam--leans in a little closer. presses a kiss to the corner of victor's lips before he's pulling away entirely. )
If I tell you you're bein' a dick, will you listen?
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If you make any sense, I might.
[ he blinks and pulls his hand back to himself hastily. he gestures past Sam, eager to move on from this, whatever it was. ]
Shall we?
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( a wicked grin, as he swings their hands down between them. )
You are the Dominant, after all. 's your lead.