[ The teasing makes him grin widely, and his voice comes out with a little laugh. ] Flatterer. [ and he loves it. While K is leaned in close, he nips K's ear playfully. Flattery is balm for the god's mood, even on a good day, and he enjoys hearing it. Not prompted and not coerced, it's as much music to Tech Boy's ears as the Natalie Cole track playing for them. He sighs fondly. The things K says sometimes...
He pulls back abruptly, not far enough to separate, just enough to look K in the eye. ] But I hope you don't think that's true. I'm a much better lover than I am a dancer. [ because what is humility? He laughs again. ] We can certify that little fact after dinner. [ A soft kiss. ] After this. This is fun.
[ The reality is that K doesn't need much in the way of guidance from Tech Boy on his dancing. K's agility and grace has never been in dispute in Tech Boy's opinion, and wherever K applies his considerable mind, he excels. Pulling close again, he nuzzles against K's throat. It's easy for his steps to fall into rhythm with this music. It's easy to press against K and feel the melody through him. Easy to lead K through a fancy bit of footwork that was out of fashion 80 years ago but the god (ironically) still thinks is fun. Bit of a shame that they hadn't had this opportunity back on the doomed ocean liner when he'd been in much better practice and much closer in time to this sort of thing. Still, he finds K inspiring. Who else could ever get the cutting edge modern god to admit to such an indulgence as this? No one, that's who.
When the song comes to an end and before the next one begins, Tech Boy does spin K with a bit of a flourish that ends with Tech Boy's right hand in K's left. The perfect opportunity to give the lead back to K. ]
My heart, you dance divinely. [ that grin again ] Maybe even better than divine. [ which in turn is a commentary to K's skills in other areas, as well. ]
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He pulls back abruptly, not far enough to separate, just enough to look K in the eye. ] But I hope you don't think that's true. I'm a much better lover than I am a dancer. [ because what is humility? He laughs again. ] We can certify that little fact after dinner. [ A soft kiss. ] After this. This is fun.
[ The reality is that K doesn't need much in the way of guidance from Tech Boy on his dancing. K's agility and grace has never been in dispute in Tech Boy's opinion, and wherever K applies his considerable mind, he excels. Pulling close again, he nuzzles against K's throat. It's easy for his steps to fall into rhythm with this music. It's easy to press against K and feel the melody through him. Easy to lead K through a fancy bit of footwork that was out of fashion 80 years ago but the god (ironically) still thinks is fun. Bit of a shame that they hadn't had this opportunity back on the doomed ocean liner when he'd been in much better practice and much closer in time to this sort of thing. Still, he finds K inspiring. Who else could ever get the cutting edge modern god to admit to such an indulgence as this? No one, that's who.
When the song comes to an end and before the next one begins, Tech Boy does spin K with a bit of a flourish that ends with Tech Boy's right hand in K's left. The perfect opportunity to give the lead back to K. ]
My heart, you dance divinely. [ that grin again ] Maybe even better than divine. [ which in turn is a commentary to K's skills in other areas, as well. ]