*Cesar braces himself against the counter while Ryuzaki pulls himself up, and then he's close enough to feel his warm breath on his face, and have his vision pinned by dark eyes that can see straight into his skull. There is no way to hide from them, no disguise for the way his eyes widen, or the pauses in breath while his gut swoops pleasantly. '... If want someone to take charge.' Pause. 'That could be me', Ryuzaki said. '... or, you know... that could be you...'*
*His mouth is dry. At this closeness the swallow is impossible to miss, and he breaks his stare, feeling naked already.*
*The moment cracks when Cesar claps a hand to Ryuzaki's shoulder, bracing himself as much as giving himself a somewhat literal upper hand. He doesn't seem to want to let Ryuzaki see him giving any of this much thought, as though keeping his answers vague will hold hide his yearnings protectively. Ryuzaki can't appeal to them if he doesn't know what they are, after all. Cesar gestures forward with the shotglass, wordlessly inviting him to lead the way.*
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*His mouth is dry. At this closeness the swallow is impossible to miss, and he breaks his stare, feeling naked already.*
*The moment cracks when Cesar claps a hand to Ryuzaki's shoulder, bracing himself as much as giving himself a somewhat literal upper hand. He doesn't seem to want to let Ryuzaki see him giving any of this much thought, as though keeping his answers vague will hold hide his yearnings protectively. Ryuzaki can't appeal to them if he doesn't know what they are, after all. Cesar gestures forward with the shotglass, wordlessly inviting him to lead the way.*