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Yeah, that's probably for the best. I mean, I'm good at sneaking around even without my magic, but that's just gonna make me look more suspicious.

[Brad's boots and coat come off, but so does his tie and some of the gold rings he wears on his fingers. The luck ring remains though, he never takes that one off. You never know when a little luck will save your life.]

Lemme know if you actually do need anything from there, 'kay? I might as well actually do work for you if I'm goin' there.

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Ish finhh. [Answered while actively brushing his teeth. It's fine. He shouldn't need anything in particular, but maybe he'll think of some scrap or other by morning. Now that he's going through the motions of getting ready for bed, the feeling of tiredness falls over him. Momentum all gone from his sails, no more second-third-fourth winds to carry him. He finishes in the bathroom and moves back to bed, slumping down heavily at one side.

Looking to Brad, he pats the mattress in welcome. His bed is pushed up against the wall, so he should probably offer,]

Do you want me towards the wall or do you prefer that side?

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[Brad is still slipping off his vest when he glances down at Viktor.]

Well, me on the outside would protect you from any sudden attacks. But I would have an easier time of climbing out of bed from the inside, and it'd keep me from answering the phone again. Maybe.

[So really, both have benefits. But ultimately, in just his button-up shirt and boxers, he crawls onto the bed to lay closer to the wall.]

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Hah... nobody is coming to attack me. Even if they were, I don't think any could stand up to even a half asleep mage.

[Viktor will lay down once Brad is settled in, laying on his back and looking to his ceiling a moment. Taking a few deep breaths, centering himself... what an odd situation this remains.

His eyes do, subtly shift towards Brad after a moment. Curious if he will reach out and grab him again. They did cuddle very close the evening before, but... now they know each other. Funny, that that makes Viktor feel like Brad will be less willing to do such a thing, familiarity and distance are difficult for him. He keeps away those who get to know him... he doesn't think to cross this line of physical affection.]

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[Well fortunately Viktor is dead wrong about that, because once they're both laying down Brad rolls onto his side so he can drape an arm over Viktor and get comfortable. It seems like, regardless of closeness, Bradley is a cuddler. And if Viktor asked, Bradley would be honest about liking the man even more now than he did before.]

We'll see if either of us attract unwanted attention in the coming days.

[But as he gets comfortable, a thought suddenly occurs to him:]

I should probably give you a hickey tomorrow.

[For the cover story.]

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[Viktor reaches up to lay a palm over Bradley's arm around him. To just relax into the feeling of it across him. The weight and strength of it there.

Then Brad has to go and make a suggestion,]

... it doesn't have to be tomorrow.

[joking... unless......?]

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[Oh, this is dangerous ammunition to give Bradley.]

Oh? Looking for something more than sleep?

[He'll claim it's a joke if Viktor says no or doesn't play along with it, but Bradley is living his ho years and would gladly go along with it.]

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[Viktor thinks... very honestly on that question. It is likely just another joke, they're just flirting for amusement, after all. He quirks a soft smile and rolls in towards Bradley. Fitting into his arms and chest, as he had the night prior,]

No, no.... goodnight, Bradley.

[no longer "stranger"]

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[Honestly Bradley wouldn't have minded a tumble in the sheets, but he seems to take that no without resistance.]

G'night V, see you in the morning.

[no longer "doc". He does need to think of a better nickname though.]

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[V is... cute. Very endearing. He didn't grow up with friends to give him nicknames. At the Academy, it was always more professional. Jayce called him "friend" or "partner", sure, but that wasn't the same either...

He falls asleep quicker than he could expect possible. The day was busy and the extra boost he got from the sugar Brad conjured had long faded. Viktor just needs more rest in general.

They'll sleep in together, again. Viktor is not stirring early, out like a light. He has his legs tangled in Brad's, and arm around his waist palming up his back, and his other palm to the man's chest. All over him is an understatement,]

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[Well there's no time like the present to start. Brad is nothing if not friendly, even though he can be a little shit at times too. Maybe this sneeze-meeting is some kind of divine intervention, to help Viktor get friends. Who knows!

Brad lets Viktor curl around him though, finding comfort in how close they are. Though Viktor might be getting a bit handsy, Brad doesn't seem to mind. He'll let it go on without complaint, giving Viktor the sleep he most definitely needs.

When morning comes though, if Viktor isn't already awake by the time Brad wakes up, then Brad will let his hand wander its way down to rest on Viktor's hip while he presses his face against the top of Viktor's head sleepily. Even without showering for two days, Viktor smells nice.]

[becomerobot]

[Viktor smells like iron, paper, and ink. A pretty nice combination, really. Like walking off the street and into a library. He's very content to stay like this-

The phone rings. Again. Disturbing the fine peace they have. Viktor nuzzles into Brad's collar, seeking to keep the moment... but the damn phone persists,]

... leave it. He should know better. [it rings again, and again, and eventually it annoys Viktor enough to go against what he said and turn hismelf over. Reaching and slamming it back down loudly.

Is that a clear enough message not to call back?

... .... ........ it rings again. Viktor sighs and picks it up,]

I am alive. No more calls today. [he hangs up, not hearing a word out from the other side]

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[Man, what a way to disturb the peace. Bradley hasn't slept this good since his bandit days, and he's a little grumpy at having it interrupted so much.]

If he calls back let me moan into the phone, that should get him to stop.

[Peak comedy from a mature person.

He's still not getting up from bed though.]

[becomerobot]

If that phone rings again I'm leaving it off the hook. If he's so damn curious, he can listen to me getting a hickey.

[Spite hickey, that would be Viktor's style...]

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Maybe he's jealous? I am pretty handsome after all, he might want my attention too.

[His fingers drum against Viktor's hip as he considers how touchy-feely he should be with this hickey.]

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[His attention was on the phone, angry and annoyed with a persistence he would usually find endearing. At this moment, it's only bothersome. And when Viktor is caught up in outrage, he acts rashly.

Rolling back around towards Brad, he looks him up and down blatantly, as if checking if the claim was true. Handsome, of course. Viktor reaches a hand to smooth long fingers around the back of the man's neck, rather possessively,]

He is not... the jealous one. [It's Viktor. He pulls himself in close and bites Brad on the neck. Teeth sink in before he's sucking a deep, dark mark into place- if he even can do such a thing to a mage. Rigorous testing is required.]

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[He'll stay there and let Viktor admire him at first, because hell yeah people should look at him and admire his handsomeness. But then there's that possessive touch, and suddenly Viktor is biting him, and holy shit. Holy shit!

He sucks in a sharp breath as his fingers tense against Viktor's hip. The mark blossoms on Bradley's skin, not healing instantly as Viktor might think it would, but instead it lingers there. It will go through the regular healing process over the course of a week if Brad doesn't use magic on it.

Of course, Brad isn't stunned for long, and suddenly he looks much more interested in where this is going to go.]

Next you're gonna tell me you like being on the giving side, aren't you?

[Bradley does top most of the time, but he will bottom for someone who is his type. And he would be lying if he didn't think that streak of possessiveness was hot.]

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[Viktor is not a man to go easy with it, really laying into Brad with that hickey. When he separates from it, admires his work for how it did linger. Rubbing a thumb over the wet bruise as Brad recovers enough from the shock to respond.]

Haah, in that... I am flexible. [Physically flexible? Certainly not. In what role to play? Yes. Always. He lifts himself up further and presses his nose besides Brad's, both hands now anchoring Viktor to the back of his neck. A very solid support, though it isn't like Viktor weight all that much,]

What do you like-?

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[Hey, a little pain never hurt. He'll even let it stay there for a couple days, as a testament to Viktor's forwardness.

With their faces so close together, Brad closes the gap and presses his forehead against Viktor's. There's something intimate about the talks before a first time together, and he wants to make it feel special.]

Anything that'll blow your mind without blowing out your back's good for me.

[He is at least considerate in that regard. Normally he would pride himself in fucking someone until they couldn't walk straight, but that seems a little tasteless here.]

If you want you could lay right there and I could ride you.

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[Laying back and letting this beautiful man ride him into the mattress? Viktor scoffs, but it is with a quiet outrage of disbelief, whispering quietly,]

I can't even imagine saying no to that... [he can't say no, absolutely not.]

Well worth a broken back. Don't go easy on me. [a contrast to his joking earlier, quite serious on that request. Nothing would take Viktor out of the mood like someone trying to be overly precious, overly careful. He is not some fragile, porcelain doll to only be handled gently.

His fingertips dig into the meaty parts of Brad's shoulder muscles, where they connect moving up towards his hairline, punctuating his desires before capturing the man's lips with his, with passion,]

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Well, if I do break your back, at least that's something I can heal.

[He says it in a joking tone, but the message has been received. He won't go easy on Viktor.

He really shouldn't be surprised at how passionate this man is though. They just spent all of yesterday nerding out over one of his passion projects. Of course Viktor was always going to treat everything that interested him with the same passion.

Brad kisses back, greedily taking every kiss Viktor has to offer while giving more of his own. Emboldened by all of this, he slides his hands away from Viktor's hips and up to his shirt, slipping right under to palm at his abdomen. They have all morning, they can take their time and build up to the final act. Brad can be patient for this.]

[becomerobot]

Nothing- [he speaks between kissing Brad,] -to- [yeah, he wants his tongue in this man's mouth. Viktor seems to hit his stride pretty quickly. Knocking the rust right off the gears to remembering how to do this. It had been a while, after all,] -fear, then...

[as if fear was about to stop him, regardless. He takes in a breath to fill his lungs beneath Brad's exploring hands. The state of his body... ragged and worn down, chronically underweight, he doesn't want to think about it. Definitely doesn't want to hear any comment on it.

Maybe he can just keep Brad's mouth occupied with his own, dragging a splayed wide hand up into the back of his fluffy hair.]

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[Brad knows not to comment on anything like that too. He learned that lesson centuries ago, back when he was still young for a wizard, when fumbling hands in the dark turned to a slap and an empty bed. So he doesn't say anything, but instead just feels his way up Viktor's front, shimmying his shirt up a bit as he explores, taking in everything the man has to offer. Brad is a bit of a romantic, and he takes his time to appreciate his partner. He actually does have all day to lounge around in bed, so there's no sense of urgency in his motions.

He accepts the kisses though, and honestly it's a wise choice. Brad can't run his mouth if it's occupied. But he does work to roll the two of them over, so he's the one on top of Viktor. That's when he pulls back from the kisses and props himself up on his elbows, peering down at Viktor with a lop-sided grin like he just won the best prize at the arcade.]

Yer pretty cute, y'know that?

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[Grasped to Brad as he was, once turned over onto his back his grip slips and he lands back against the pillow with a muffled fwomp. The firmness of their kiss pops out of place, like a tight seal breaking. A small droplet of saliva goes with it, just to land as a droplet onto the mole besides Viktor's lips, which hang open as he catches his breath.

The compliment is unexpected, but not unwelcome. Not entirely unwelcomed, at least. Viktor is definitely suspicious of such things, flattery was usually to get something out of him at the Academy. Here... what is trying to get from him he isn't already giving freely? He huffs, teasing with a soft smile on his face,]

Flatterer. [his hands fallen down from Brad reach back upward to him. One palming his chest with fingers all held flat and together. The other hand outstretching to hook along Brad's chin, feel along the tip of it with his thumb while the other digits traces his jawline. So handsome. A vision of perfection, so close Viktor can touch it, can feel weighed down by it.

Viktor nearly says... something. Commentary on the tip of his tongue, maybe a returned compliment, maybe a playful insult, but it withers at his lips. He just moves his hand back around the back of Brad's hair to pull him down to kiss again. Words fail, but actions speak. Eagerly kissing him, grasping his hair to the root, that should communicate more than enough.]

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You're passionate about everything you do, even things like this. How could I not find that attractive?

[It's not looks- or at least, not only looks- that attracts Brad to people. It's their passion, their lifeblood. He likes people who put their heart and soul into the things they do, and it was guaranteed from the moment they met that they would end up like this eventually.

He goes along with the tug, falling back into another kiss with no complaints about the hair-pulling. He likes a bit of pain, so this is fine.

But while they're kissing he also works a knee between Viktor's legs, pressing it up against Viktor's crotch. He's going to heat things up very quickly here, or at least that's his intention.]