Perhaps not. [ he agrees but goes to pour the drink, regardless; the drink has nothing to do with wooing Hux (he had been the one to initiate it, after all, even if Ren had been quick to take him up on the offer) and everything to do with finding something to do with his hands. ]
I confess, I'm unfamiliar with the proper etiquette. [ this was more of an abrupt, businesslike exchange--an experiment--than a tryst. ]
I'm not going to hurt you, Armitage. [ said as he extends a glass of brandy (Corellian, naturally), the sound of the other man's name turning over on his tongue. ] You want to know how it feels to hold my leash, and I just happen to be in a mood to indulge you.
Frankly, [ he lifts his glass, tipping it back until it clink against his teeth. ] it seems that we both are in need of the distraction.
[Hux takes the drink, and tilts the glass, watching the brandy slide across the surface before taking a sip. Ren might be playing his hand close to his chest, but Hux intends to make full use of the other man's moment of indulgence, not simper or tip toe around it just because Ren could kill him if the mood struck.
Without waiting for an invitation, Hux takes a sprawling seat in the closest chair and takes another drink, watching Ren talk his way through things.]
Direction isn't necessarily a leash, Ren. It can be freeing if you let it.
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I confess, I'm unfamiliar with the proper etiquette. [ this was more of an abrupt, businesslike exchange--an experiment--than a tryst. ]
I'm not going to hurt you, Armitage. [ said as he extends a glass of brandy (Corellian, naturally), the sound of the other man's name turning over on his tongue. ] You want to know how it feels to hold my leash, and I just happen to be in a mood to indulge you.
Frankly, [ he lifts his glass, tipping it back until it clink against his teeth. ] it seems that we both are in need of the distraction.
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Without waiting for an invitation, Hux takes a sprawling seat in the closest chair and takes another drink, watching Ren talk his way through things.]
Direction isn't necessarily a leash, Ren. It can be freeing if you let it.