[ It was an easy tease of his own at the notion of being so sensitive about such things, there's a little swallow as that finger brushes along his cheek- Q found himself leaning into that touch even without thinking about it as it wondered down his neck and along his chest, his back arching slightly as he "shifted" on the couch. Quentin felt himself take a breath as the others hand teased long his thigh and he felt his legs shifting a part just a touch as he watched the other man. His own fingers twitching at his side but he didn't move them to the other just yet. ]
Luring a man out of his room just to kill him? A hell of a way to run your party. [ He countered as he smiled that crooked smile of his, the sort that cut along his face when he was genuinely happy. There's a little hum at those words as he gives a nod- it makes sense that Eliot hadn't actually made those jello shots.
Did Todd make them? God. Please it be Margo or someone.
All the same, he was going to lean forward to pluck up one of the green shots and held it up between them.]
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[ It was an easy tease of his own at the notion of being so sensitive about such things, there's a little swallow as that finger brushes along his cheek- Q found himself leaning into that touch even without thinking about it as it wondered down his neck and along his chest, his back arching slightly as he "shifted" on the couch. Quentin felt himself take a breath as the others hand teased long his thigh and he felt his legs shifting a part just a touch as he watched the other man. His own fingers twitching at his side but he didn't move them to the other just yet. ]
Luring a man out of his room just to kill him? A hell of a way to run your party. [ He countered as he smiled that crooked smile of his, the sort that cut along his face when he was genuinely happy. There's a little hum at those words as he gives a nod- it makes sense that Eliot hadn't actually made those jello shots.
Did Todd make them? God. Please it be Margo or someone.
All the same, he was going to lean forward to pluck up one of the green shots and held it up between them.]
No time like the present, I guess.