[Works for him! He will, of course, also be upset when he realises he was influenced, but maybe not so much as Vergil. They share the same trauma here, but what they're up to is not nearly as far from Thancred's usual behaviour. He required less of a nudge.
And at the moment he's having fun. In the elevator, he even hums to himself. He's being deliberately annoying.]
[At least that makes him smile a bit. Because he knows. They are friends, it's not weird to be friends with an enemy! Good of Thancred to admit it.
But it still pisses him off to see Thancred so enthusiastic, already taking clothes off! Can you get horny just from spite and anger? Vergil can, it seems, so apparently yes.]
[It is true, though, that they shouldn't talk too much about kids right now. So he's dropping it once they're in his room, stepping aside to let Vergil in and then closing the door behind him and leaning back against it.
Very purposefully, he rakes his eyes up and down Vergil's body, being as flagrantly lewd as possible just to watch him squirm. Shamelessness is his weapon in this particular fight.]
That aside, my friend, I believe we are both overdressed.
[Yes that he has friends! Nero already knows too much, he'll start thinking his dad's soft.
You know, he doesn't actually care about nudity, that's a human thing to be concerned with. This isn't even his real body as far as he's concerned, just a suit. But it's a little different with someone looking at him like that! It does embarrass him, he looks away, folding his arms.]
[Unfortunately for Vergil, he has activated thot mode. And, y'know, Thancred's physical skills aside, where he really shines is in social combat. In other words, since this is a brawl as far as they're both concerned, he's bring all his best knives to bear.
At the moment that means approaching slowly, smiling in a way that teases at availability while also seeming a little predatory. Getting into Vergil's space, he puts a hand on his shoulder and walks his fingers down his arm, his voice low and smooth and punctuated by each tap of a fingertip.]
I do believe you are scared. What are you imagining I'll do, once you've taken it all off?
[His tail lifts, wrapping around Thancred's wrist to pull his hand away. That aggressive edge does excite in more ways than one, but it also gets his guard up.]
Nothing, but why should I give you the satisfaction?
[It's much longer, after all. But plaited scales are not so pleasant as catte, it's objectively true. And yet, it's sensitive, so when Thancred starts messing with it, he releases the hand for his tail to swat at it and then retreat.]
I just don't think you deserve it! If I am apparently so attractive, you don't need any more than you're already given.
[Unfortunately he's just stubborn and likes to argue. Being kissed shuts him up though, and he's receptive...which means he goes for biting awfully fast.]
[That's fine with Thancred! He'll return the aggression, rough and full of teeth. This time he's not resisting pressing up against Vergil, either, or running his hands through his hair and pulling.]
[Oh no, he's been found out quickly. Inevitable with the general tone of this, but it's still a thrill to be treated so rough. He's subdued in reactions normally, but in not expected his hair to be pulled, Thancred does earn a small surprised, but pleased noise.
He takes the back of Thancred's neck, and digs his nails in in return.]
[Thancred's not the loudest either, usually. But he's trying to both seduce and embarrass Vergil so he's holding nothing back now. He makes a low soft sound into Vergil's mouth, then moves his kiss to his jaw, biting there too. If Vergil doesn't want him to leave marks, he'll have to fight him into behaving. That's what they enjoy about eachother, after all.]
Somehow that makes him laugh, as much as he can when it takes the wind out of him for a moment. But then he grabs a fistful of Thancred's hair and yanks it to the side, full force.
And stomps on his foot because this man is mature and grown.]
[Look, he knows Vergil by now. This is practically romantic. Thancred curses, teeth gritted, and whines for a moment.]
At least refrain from pulling it out!
[He complains, but as soon as he can pry Vergil's fingers loose from his hair he's putting hands on his shoulders and hopping up -- now with legs around Vergil's waist he is taller, and can kiss him from a new angle!]
But, [he murmurs against his lips,] I knew you would like that.
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