L's words draw another smile and silent huff that could be a laugh.
He finds himself turning to face him also, though it involves more upper body rotation than actually moving onto the couch: even with his added height, L's posture and position brings him level with Cesar's face. Cesar's still watching his lips. Is he as good a kisser as he is--whatever else he'd call that from before? He wants to know.
His left had has been holding a drink off to one side this whole time. It's going to spill if they get much more into this, and he lifts it, planning to set it aside--and then he stops to drink the rest of it before he does, downing it in a single breath. It was at least half a glass, and it burns the whole way down, warming him from the inside.
He puts it on the table and turns back to L, bringing his face closer to his. If L doesn't move back, he'll lift a hand to the other man's jaw, guiding him.
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He finds himself turning to face him also, though it involves more upper body rotation than actually moving onto the couch: even with his added height, L's posture and position brings him level with Cesar's face. Cesar's still watching his lips. Is he as good a kisser as he is--whatever else he'd call that from before? He wants to know.
His left had has been holding a drink off to one side this whole time. It's going to spill if they get much more into this, and he lifts it, planning to set it aside--and then he stops to drink the rest of it before he does, downing it in a single breath. It was at least half a glass, and it burns the whole way down, warming him from the inside.
He puts it on the table and turns back to L, bringing his face closer to his. If L doesn't move back, he'll lift a hand to the other man's jaw, guiding him.