[It isn’t the full sound, just a half-note in the gap between his own wicked triumph and— well, feeling that dagger-tip pinch hot and harsh against his skin right through silk. When realization settles in under his own glance downwards, it’s only accompanied by a dumbfounded little smile.
Well played, Fenris.]
Hm.
[The blade in his hand tips slightly, flat kissing the contours of Fenris’ throat for one thoughtful beat (the entirety of it spent mulling over the terms of their own victories); in the next breath, that dangerously sharp edge slides higher to nestle devilishly beneath the marked elf’s chin— and then abates entirely.]
You'll stay the night. [He breathes out, decided. Reddened gaze lidding just so.] As agreed.
...and I’ll spare you my boasting for half a month.
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[It isn’t the full sound, just a half-note in the gap between his own wicked triumph and— well, feeling that dagger-tip pinch hot and harsh against his skin right through silk. When realization settles in under his own glance downwards, it’s only accompanied by a dumbfounded little smile.
Well played, Fenris.]
Hm.
[The blade in his hand tips slightly, flat kissing the contours of Fenris’ throat for one thoughtful beat (the entirety of it spent mulling over the terms of their own victories); in the next breath, that dangerously sharp edge slides higher to nestle devilishly beneath the marked elf’s chin— and then abates entirely.]
You'll stay the night. [He breathes out, decided. Reddened gaze lidding just so.] As agreed.
...and I’ll spare you my boasting for half a month.
[A tie, in other words. Sort of.]