( 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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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.