This time, Victor turns his head to watch the hand reaching out to him, letting it get closer and closer to his lapel.
... Except there's nothing. No zap, no pain, no jolt. Just like most static shocks, the 'charge' is gone.
Victor gives the younger man a flat look.
"No, I didn't."
His own hand snaps up then, fingers coiling sharply around Rupert's wrist to hold him firm as he slowly leans in, eyes cold and focused and unimpressed line forming his mouth.
"But I don't much care for people making excuses to touch me," the edge of his mouth twists up ever so slightly, wolf-like in a way as he gives a further little squeeze against Rupert's pulse, "So I wouldn't make a habit of this if I were you, von Hentzau."
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... Except there's nothing. No zap, no pain, no jolt. Just like most static shocks, the 'charge' is gone.
Victor gives the younger man a flat look.
"No, I didn't."
His own hand snaps up then, fingers coiling sharply around Rupert's wrist to hold him firm as he slowly leans in, eyes cold and focused and unimpressed line forming his mouth.
"But I don't much care for people making excuses to touch me," the edge of his mouth twists up ever so slightly, wolf-like in a way as he gives a further little squeeze against Rupert's pulse, "So I wouldn't make a habit of this if I were you, von Hentzau."