[Peter's teasing, but he's also not. He should leave it there, but apparently he's not that smart, because Roman's fingers clutch at his collar, and Peter grins. The words whisper in between them and his hands clutch at the back of Roman's seat. As if he'd let Roman be the only one closing distance, here.]
I'm always careful. [Bullshit.] I know what I want.
[It's in English, and he shrugs cheekily because yeah, he can only keep up for so long. He should have shut the fuck up when he couldn't keep up, but instead he crossed that line. He's in his space and he's looking at him with those blues and there's trouble there.]
You telling me you're not into any kinky shit? Always figured you'd be into all that leather stuff.
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Date: 2014-07-21 11:00 pm (UTC)[Peter's teasing, but he's also not. He should leave it there, but apparently he's not that smart, because Roman's fingers clutch at his collar, and Peter grins. The words whisper in between them and his hands clutch at the back of Roman's seat. As if he'd let Roman be the only one closing distance, here.]
I'm always careful. [Bullshit.] I know what I want.
[It's in English, and he shrugs cheekily because yeah, he can only keep up for so long. He should have shut the fuck up when he couldn't keep up, but instead he crossed that line. He's in his space and he's looking at him with those blues and there's trouble there.]
You telling me you're not into any kinky shit? Always figured you'd be into all that leather stuff.