It has often felt to Evan like his time with ALASTAIR has been one long chain of new things to get used to: and now, amongst those things are potential public nudity with a chance of group sex and, somehow liable to embarrass him even more, a positively twitterpaited new relationship that is somehow also very public. Living in a fishbowl, he supposes, as he reddens up to his ears. But even with all that, he's grinning. Mercifully, Laedo sinks into the spring rather than linger in wait for a response, and Evan has a moment to grapple with his fluster over him and Mel's still-new relationship being a point of admiration for the asandus.
As he contemplates the choice Mel laid out (which amounts to boldness or caution, really, since the point here is to eventually get naked, at least), he ambles to his own stop behind the elf. He's still grinning; that little trick with the heat up his spine had sent Evan to shivers, and had Laedo not swept in he would have returned in kind... instead, he takes the little tease as an opportunity to be bold and get his sweet vengeance that way. After all, he's begun to learn the ways that Mel flusters despite his flirtatious bravado. Somehow, that makes it easier to be brave himself.
"I don't know about you, but I hate putting pants on over wet underwear," he offers, deceptively prosaic. "And since we can't all magic fresh-pressed skivvies..." He grins at Mel rather than Laedo as he speaks. He's red up to his own small human ears, he knows, but he's looking forward to the elf turning red too. "I think I at least shall take a leaf out of the book of the Greeks."
He does turn to start stripping off his pants himself. Lord, for all his own bravado, his heart his hammering.
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Date: 2016-12-20 02:47 am (UTC)As he contemplates the choice Mel laid out (which amounts to boldness or caution, really, since the point here is to eventually get naked, at least), he ambles to his own stop behind the elf. He's still grinning; that little trick with the heat up his spine had sent Evan to shivers, and had Laedo not swept in he would have returned in kind... instead, he takes the little tease as an opportunity to be bold and get his sweet vengeance that way. After all, he's begun to learn the ways that Mel flusters despite his flirtatious bravado. Somehow, that makes it easier to be brave himself.
"I don't know about you, but I hate putting pants on over wet underwear," he offers, deceptively prosaic. "And since we can't all magic fresh-pressed skivvies..." He grins at Mel rather than Laedo as he speaks. He's red up to his own small human ears, he knows, but he's looking forward to the elf turning red too. "I think I at least shall take a leaf out of the book of the Greeks."
He does turn to start stripping off his pants himself. Lord, for all his own bravado, his heart his hammering.