[His lip curls in response, slanting the set of slight features. The accusation probably isn't wrong; Ren dislikes it regardless.]
Or you an exhibitionist.
[Dick.
Still, fleeting irritation does nothing to dull the low pulsebeat in his chest. The fact that he could, in less than an instant, topple the illusion of peace they share in this moment - a tentative truce held together by paper-thin skin. But this is, aside from the banter, pleasant.
Instead of remote observation from somewhere else, Ren is a presence that Hux is focused on. Thirsting for, even if he's loathe to acknowledge it.
They show their hands respectively in that dim, significant space.] Take off your shirt.
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Date: 2016-03-22 08:24 am (UTC)Or you an exhibitionist.
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Dick.Still, fleeting irritation does nothing to dull the low pulsebeat in his chest. The fact that he could, in less than an instant, topple the illusion of peace they share in this moment - a tentative truce held together by paper-thin skin. But this is, aside from the banter, pleasant.
Instead of remote observation from somewhere else, Ren is a presence that Hux is focused on. Thirsting for, even if he's loathe to acknowledge it.
They show their hands respectively in that dim, significant space.] Take off your shirt.
[Eloquent.]