[ His lips quirk in amusement at that little action; he certainly has no issues with a slip of the hand like that. Rather, he's beginning to wonder if he should apply his illusions to that particular side of the dice to make it a more interesting one, if the die are going to be so insistent about showing it. ]
Hmm, I believe I should oblige.
[ How convenient, to already have his hand on Levy so he can oh-so-helpfully guide him up. ]
But you don't seem like the sort who would be content to just watch and not do the work yourself. Am I wrong?
[ Levy seems pleased with the actual assistance up as he leans forward. He holds his hands out in a manner that says 'may I' with his eyebrows raised. Of course, it's just a brief wait before he is running his hands over the front of the outfit. ]
You really have wonderful taste. We didn't come with anything and you found something that suits you quite well, sir. [ His business voice is out in full, because it's fun and funny. ] I'm sure you already heard so much of that already from the store itself, though.
[ And he undoes enough of the front so that he could see skin. ] But I'm sure you've also been told that you'd look good in anything. [ Chat-chat-chat, he does. His head dips down to open his mouth to give a soft but meaningful bite on the skin exposed. Not enough to break skin, of course, but enough to give it a little playful pinch with his teeth. ]
[ Falling all too easily into the role so generously presented to him, Kleken gives a small nod of approval at Levy's questioning reach. The amusement in his eyes is clear as day, as is the growing heat and interest in their little game together. And moreso, the other man. ]
I'm flattered by the compliment. I did try my best to be at least presentable.
[ The hands over his body are quite flattering as well, a warm touch against his naturally cooled skin. But it's the bite to his skin that finally pulls a soft inhale of his breath, gaze deepening with something other than amusement now. His paled skin easily shows the bite mark left behind, a dark bloom against his chest. ]
[ He smiles at the little mark that he leaves. His eyes drift up as he offers a half-smile this time around, rather than a smirk or grin. They are playing a game with one another, and it is a fun one. ]
Even this.
[ Levy runs his hands over the bite mark, gently massaging the skin, like he is reflecting and sorry for it after the fact. ]
[ Certainly Levy wouldn't be doing anything like make that dark mark spread across Kleken's delicate skin. ]
[ The tilt of Kleken's head is calculated, of course, baring more of his pale neck as he reaches out a tentacle from around his wrist for the dice. Whether it's inviting or teasing is for Levy to guess. ]
[ Levy does let out something like a pleased sigh when the tentacle comes to wrap around his wrist for the dice. He turns his hand over to let him take what he wants. His eyes shimmer in amusement. ]
[ Enough so that he's smiling once more, plucking the dice from that offering hand to roll blindly to his side. He doesn't spare a glance in their direction though, eyes fixated on Levy as he uses that same tentacle around his wrist to draw him in closer, pointedly draping the other man's arm over his own shoulder. ]
Perhaps. I'd like to see more of your work first before making my final decision.
Well, it would be wrong of me not to appease my client's wishes.
[ His eyes only flickered briefly over to where the dice were before he let it go. He agrees with Kleken that this is much more fun. Especially with them being intimately close, those tentacles wrapped around him are becoming a comfort. ]
Would you be so kind to let me show my work here? [ He doesn't move his arm as it's draped over his shoulder but gently reaches out with the one that has a tentacle wrapped around the wrist. The implication, of course, is that Kleken can pull it back at any time.
He reaches out to rest the tips of his fingers on his neck. ]
Or is that too high that it might make others jealous when they see my work?
[ No need to worry about the dice anymore, they most certainly haven't been illusioned to say 'bite him' or anything like that by one of the individuals in this room. Perish the thought of tampering with such a pure and wholesome game. ]
[ Once its done with its guiding, the tentacle loosens its grip, though remains handing absently off the other man's arm as if waiting for its next action of interest, curling over itself in light strokes against his skin. ]
I'd find it most interesting if you made sure others would be completely jealous, not just potentially.
And if you end up being a satisfied customer, it means I might be able to continue to be your go-to for this kind of service. [ Because of course, he cannot just shut up and do the thing. He has to make another quippy little sales pitch. But he's done.
The tentacles lightly hanging on his arms, coiling seductively, is quite a novel feeling. He wonders what will happen next, too. He breathes out something like a laugh - because this is fun. More fun than the dice itself.
He leans in, mouth open, to start to bite and mark more of that beautiful skin. Leaving little bruises in the wake of his mouth. 'Course, part of the service, he pauses to place soft kisses after - like an apology, like a thank you. ]
You do make an excellent case for being a first choice.
[ You can take the boy out of the business environment, but you can't take the business out of the boy- ]
[ That is to say, there's something oddly comforting about the transactionally-themed flirting that has Kleken more at ease than he'd ever admit. It keeps him on his feet so to speak, even as his eyes close to indulge in the sensations of Levy's mouth over his skin. Thinking about how best to indulge in this little game of theirs. ]
Though... I think I might like them more if you left them somewhere lower.
[ At those words the tentacles draped against Levy's arms start on another journey, moving purposefully toward his neck to begin curling loosely there. ]
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[ His lips quirk in amusement at that little action; he certainly has no issues with a slip of the hand like that. Rather, he's beginning to wonder if he should apply his illusions to that particular side of the dice to make it a more interesting one, if the die are going to be so insistent about showing it. ]
Hmm, I believe I should oblige.
[ How convenient, to already have his hand on Levy so he can oh-so-helpfully guide him up. ]
But you don't seem like the sort who would be content to just watch and not do the work yourself. Am I wrong?
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[ Levy seems pleased with the actual assistance up as he leans forward. He holds his hands out in a manner that says 'may I' with his eyebrows raised. Of course, it's just a brief wait before he is running his hands over the front of the outfit. ]
You really have wonderful taste. We didn't come with anything and you found something that suits you quite well, sir. [ His business voice is out in full, because it's fun and funny. ] I'm sure you already heard so much of that already from the store itself, though.
[ And he undoes enough of the front so that he could see skin. ] But I'm sure you've also been told that you'd look good in anything. [ Chat-chat-chat, he does. His head dips down to open his mouth to give a soft but meaningful bite on the skin exposed. Not enough to break skin, of course, but enough to give it a little playful pinch with his teeth. ]
Sorry for the delay, was on vacation.
I'm flattered by the compliment. I did try my best to be at least presentable.
[ The hands over his body are quite flattering as well, a warm touch against his naturally cooled skin. But it's the bite to his skin that finally pulls a soft inhale of his breath, gaze deepening with something other than amusement now. His paled skin easily shows the bite mark left behind, a dark bloom against his chest. ]
Even this?
no worries! i hope it was a good one. o7
[ He smiles at the little mark that he leaves. His eyes drift up as he offers a half-smile this time around, rather than a smirk or grin. They are playing a game with one another, and it is a fun one. ]
Even this.
[ Levy runs his hands over the bite mark, gently massaging the skin, like he is reflecting and sorry for it after the fact. ]
It was, thank you!
[ The tilt of Kleken's head is calculated, of course, baring more of his pale neck as he reaches out a tentacle from around his wrist for the dice. Whether it's inviting or teasing is for Levy to guess. ]
Oh? Perhaps I should collect more of them.
most welcome
[ Levy does let out something like a pleased sigh when the tentacle comes to wrap around his wrist for the dice. He turns his hand over to let him take what he wants. His eyes shimmer in amusement. ]
And you would allow me to be the one to add them?
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[ Enough so that he's smiling once more, plucking the dice from that offering hand to roll blindly to his side. He doesn't spare a glance in their direction though, eyes fixated on Levy as he uses that same tentacle around his wrist to draw him in closer, pointedly draping the other man's arm over his own shoulder. ]
Perhaps. I'd like to see more of your work first before making my final decision.
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[ His eyes only flickered briefly over to where the dice were before he let it go. He agrees with Kleken that this is much more fun. Especially with them being intimately close, those tentacles wrapped around him are becoming a comfort. ]
Would you be so kind to let me show my work here? [ He doesn't move his arm as it's draped over his shoulder but gently reaches out with the one that has a tentacle wrapped around the wrist. The implication, of course, is that Kleken can pull it back at any time.
He reaches out to rest the tips of his fingers on his neck. ]
Or is that too high that it might make others jealous when they see my work?
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[ No need to worry about the dice anymore, they most certainly haven't been illusioned to say 'bite him' or anything like that by one of the individuals in this room. Perish the thought of tampering with such a pure and wholesome game. ]
[ Once its done with its guiding, the tentacle loosens its grip, though remains handing absently off the other man's arm as if waiting for its next action of interest, curling over itself in light strokes against his skin. ]
I'd find it most interesting if you made sure others would be completely jealous, not just potentially.
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[ Levy says the single word as a song. ]
And if you end up being a satisfied customer, it means I might be able to continue to be your go-to for this kind of service. [ Because of course, he cannot just shut up and do the thing. He has to make another quippy little sales pitch. But he's done.
The tentacles lightly hanging on his arms, coiling seductively, is quite a novel feeling. He wonders what will happen next, too. He breathes out something like a laugh - because this is fun. More fun than the dice itself.
He leans in, mouth open, to start to bite and mark more of that beautiful skin. Leaving little bruises in the wake of his mouth. 'Course, part of the service, he pauses to place soft kisses after - like an apology, like a thank you. ]
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[ You can take the boy out of the business environment, but you can't take the business out of the boy- ]
[ That is to say, there's something oddly comforting about the transactionally-themed flirting that has Kleken more at ease than he'd ever admit. It keeps him on his feet so to speak, even as his eyes close to indulge in the sensations of Levy's mouth over his skin. Thinking about how best to indulge in this little game of theirs. ]
Though... I think I might like them more if you left them somewhere lower.
[ At those words the tentacles draped against Levy's arms start on another journey, moving purposefully toward his neck to begin curling loosely there. ]
Somewhere rather unmistakable in intent.