Lucius's expression pinches with curiosity and, just like that, he's got his whole focus on this man.
He can't say he objects to the idea of getting to know someone, but that's not...people usually don't want to know him. They want to bed him, they want him to leave, they want him to deliver something, but they never usually want to know him--it's a feature of being a servant, or...having been, rather. It's made his new life easy enough, given all the dirty little secrets he keeps, but it's also just excruciatingly lonely. He'd have settled for physical intimacy but...knowing him? Nobody's ever preferred to know him before.
"Would you now?" Lucius asks and takes another sip of his pint. He purses his lips once he has and then takes a short, sharp breath as he mulls that over.
"Alright, Izzy," he agrees and his smile pulls at that split in his lip before he can catch himself. He grimaces and tongues it briefly before he continues. "What would you like to know?"
Tell me about yourself is such a boring opener. Sure, it’s what he wants to know, but it is so completely dull.
Not one for free love without any basis whatsoever, the idea of taking Lucius to bed is very appealing but he wants more first. Sex is all well and good but it does very little to quench the thirst of loneliness.
It is, at best, a temporary drizzle when you need rain.
“If you could do anything, be anything in the whole world, what would it be?”
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Lucius's expression pinches with curiosity and, just like that, he's got his whole focus on this man.
He can't say he objects to the idea of getting to know someone, but that's not...people usually don't want to know him. They want to bed him, they want him to leave, they want him to deliver something, but they never usually want to know him--it's a feature of being a servant, or...having been, rather. It's made his new life easy enough, given all the dirty little secrets he keeps, but it's also just excruciatingly lonely. He'd have settled for physical intimacy but...knowing him? Nobody's ever preferred to know him before.
"Would you now?" Lucius asks and takes another sip of his pint. He purses his lips once he has and then takes a short, sharp breath as he mulls that over.
"Alright, Izzy," he agrees and his smile pulls at that split in his lip before he can catch himself. He grimaces and tongues it briefly before he continues. "What would you like to know?"
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Not one for free love without any basis whatsoever, the idea of taking Lucius to bed is very appealing but he wants more first. Sex is all well and good but it does very little to quench the thirst of loneliness.
It is, at best, a temporary drizzle when you need rain.
“If you could do anything, be anything in the whole world, what would it be?”