Lucius is drinking in the sight of Israel Hands without his shirt. All the hard edges and silver scars bedecked in silver and dark grey chest hair. He is entirely ready to just mouth along the man's collarbone and tug that little silk cravat--but--
A surprised and pleased laugh bubbles out of Lucius and he smiles, curiously, down at Izzy. He--he called him beautiful?
Lucius is absolutely vain, that's a key facet of who he is, and this certainly isn't the first time he's been called beautiful but--well--he hadn't expected it at all. Izzy is his friend--they're making out and, well, stripping--there's--he finds him beautiful?
"Flatterer," Lucius accuses fondly and bends to place a quick kiss on Izzy's mouth before moving along and finally sating his curiosity and tasting Izzy's skin. He's too tipsy to think up compliments, not for someone as complex as Izzy is, so he doesn't try. Instead, he trails open mouthed kisses along his jaw. Teeth, tongue, and lips drag at the slight stubble of a day old shave--Izzy tastes like salt and leather and the slight tang of that cologne.
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A surprised and pleased laugh bubbles out of Lucius and he smiles, curiously, down at Izzy. He--he called him beautiful?
Lucius is absolutely vain, that's a key facet of who he is, and this certainly isn't the first time he's been called beautiful but--well--he hadn't expected it at all. Izzy is his friend--they're making out and, well, stripping--there's--he finds him beautiful?
"Flatterer," Lucius accuses fondly and bends to place a quick kiss on Izzy's mouth before moving along and finally sating his curiosity and tasting Izzy's skin. He's too tipsy to think up compliments, not for someone as complex as Izzy is, so he doesn't try. Instead, he trails open mouthed kisses along his jaw. Teeth, tongue, and lips drag at the slight stubble of a day old shave--Izzy tastes like salt and leather and the slight tang of that cologne.