[His smirk widens into something closer to a smile.]
Well...I suppose there'd be nothing wrong with that. Especially when coming from someone enticing. And my fingers are quite magical, I'm glad their reputation proceeds them.
[A friend, kind, attractive, smart...Cyril had quite a few things in his corner.]
They are, indeed, but I feel as if I like the rest of your body just as much too.
[It's nice and comfortable to flirt with Anders again. He feels stress just melting off his shoulders as he relaxes into it. That even manages to help some of the ache in his arm.]
I'm afraid you've an unfair advantage, I feel like you might have seen more of me than I have of you.
[He and Wolfe had both appreciated Cyril's pretty face in private, but the rest was fodder for imagination. An imagination he had no qualms about letting wander now.]
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I would never ask for such services in exchange for my own. Not these particular services, anyway. Others...
[He trailed off with a shrug and a matching smirk.]
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[Cyril replies with a smirk.] Any excuse to experience those magic fingers of yours.
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Well...I suppose there'd be nothing wrong with that. Especially when coming from someone enticing. And my fingers are quite magical, I'm glad their reputation proceeds them.
[A friend, kind, attractive, smart...Cyril had quite a few things in his corner.]
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[It's nice and comfortable to flirt with Anders again. He feels stress just melting off his shoulders as he relaxes into it. That even manages to help some of the ache in his arm.]
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[He and Wolfe had both appreciated Cyril's pretty face in private, but the rest was fodder for imagination. An imagination he had no qualms about letting wander now.]
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I like the sound of that. My place? Perhaps I can see what sort of dinner I can scrape together without burning it.
[He wasn't the worst cook, but considering he'd learned from Bodahn and Leandra, he wasn't the best either.]
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