Date: 2021-04-12 09:00 pm (UTC)
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"Gods..." is all he manages for a moment, breathing gone staggered in lust rather than fear, still reeling from whatever that had been. He'd know he was going to react to it, but that was... not the reaction he was expecting. It's left something in it's wake, a strange, dizzy feeling like everything in him has been upended sideways, but it's not bad. If anything, it's the opposite of bad, and everything tumbles through his head in the space of a breath before he's doubling up, "Fuck me," breathless, nearly over Phillip's next words.

It's clear from the blinking expression a moment later that that... wasn't exactly something he'd planned to say, just something that tumbled out, and Phillip has a moment to enjoy that, before he gets the pleasure, too, of watching Gustavain's expression go sly at his words, dangerous, much more the teasing young man he used to be able to pull out of him, the smart-assed bard he's turned into, than whatever serious, life and death thing that they've been dealing with.

And then, because it's who Gustavain is, he smashes the two together.

He's mostly a singer and musician, but you don't do the whole "bard" thing without a bit of acting thrown in there too. It's a simple matter to get a little sweetly dazed expression on his face, absolutely pornographic compared to the real thing Phillip had just gotten to see a moment before. Gustavain breathes that name again, pronunciation back to being a little bit off, but he manages to hit a heated, crooning tone with it all the same,

"Fuck me," he says, again, but this time, it's with a bat of his eyelashes, a stretch of his body underneath Phillip's.

It's possible teasing about this isn't the wisest thing he's done. But he can't think of a better way to show Phillip that the whole point was to do what he'd just done so that they could do this without it changing anything.
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