[and Steak will find that Dohalim moves easily with him, not hesitating to step forward again to join him in for that kiss. the hand holding his wine glass has a precarious grip on it, as if not paying that much attention to the fact that there is something in that hand to begin with. perhaps he should put it down, but really, he has other things on his mind. his other hand is more exploratory, running up Steak's arm, slim fingers trailing up to his shoulder, before finding a home against the back of his neck, effectively holding him in place.
there's a swipe of his tongue along Steak's lip, before Dohalim slips it in, tasting the alcohol he'd just drank. the kiss itself does nothing but toke the fire in him; he wants more, he craves more than just a simple kiss. but it's not like they can do much more while they're in present company, but on the other hand, moving somewhere more private would require doing just that: moving. what a predicament; he weighs his options.
he holds the kiss for several moments before he finally breaks free of it, breathing just a little heavier as he tries to catch his breath. he's fully leaning against the other man now, his eyes half lidded as he looks up at Steak]
We... Really should move somewhere a little more private.
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there's a swipe of his tongue along Steak's lip, before Dohalim slips it in, tasting the alcohol he'd just drank. the kiss itself does nothing but toke the fire in him; he wants more, he craves more than just a simple kiss. but it's not like they can do much more while they're in present company, but on the other hand, moving somewhere more private would require doing just that: moving. what a predicament; he weighs his options.
he holds the kiss for several moments before he finally breaks free of it, breathing just a little heavier as he tries to catch his breath. he's fully leaning against the other man now, his eyes half lidded as he looks up at Steak]
We... Really should move somewhere a little more private.