[Good! Thancred enjoys a nice kiss, and he enjoys feeling appreciated even more. So he'll melt into it, putting an arm around Gladio's neck to keep him down at kissing range, though Thancred stands on his toes a bit to meet him in the middle.
He's reaching for another potion with one hand, blindly, because he only wants to stop barely long enough to take it. This one is yellow, but the effect will remain a mystery because he's going to chug it and get back to making out as fast as he can.]
[He follows without question, and when he's pulled down he easily adjusts, straddling Gladio's thighs and getting comfortable.
There are indeed potions. He grabs a purple one, and when he drinks it "excited" and "manic" pop up ocer his head -- but they're kinda lost in a cloud of repeated "horny"... Thancred's not looking at the words, though.]
[Gladio's eyes light up and he grins at the words. Any other time, he'd probably take a second to have a closer look and maybe poke weird floating words, but he's got better things to do]
Yes. Best game.
[He reaches for the back of Thancred's neck and pulls him down for another kiss]
[This really IS the best game! He's kissing hard, open-mouthed, tasting of the fruity flavours of all those potions he's been drinking. Oh, if only this was all he was ever expected to do for points...]
[He has two more to take, but he'd rather just enjoy himself! He's holding Gladio's face in his hands, leaning into him and soaking up the warmth. Maybe they should have gotten to know eachother but really, who cares? Thancred has never let being strangers stop him.
He does, eventually, remember the potions though. He groans with annoyance, but he is trying to win, here so he reluctantly pulls back long enough to grab the red one.]
[He's so incredibly turned on, he can only think it's a shame they're here at a game. But he needs to be at least a little restrained, so he refrains from saying so. He's just going to give another kiss, this one quite fast so he can finish the vials and get on with it.]
[Yesss, he loves a bold partner! The kiss is enthusiastic, serving as his agreement to that plan. He doesn't care about the coffee, and he knows Gladio doesn't either. He's looking forward to it, absolutely.]
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He's reaching for another potion with one hand, blindly, because he only wants to stop barely long enough to take it. This one is yellow, but the effect will remain a mystery because he's going to chug it and get back to making out as fast as he can.]
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He drops down to sit when his calves hit the couch, and momentarily breaks the kiss again when he pulls Thancred on top of him.
Are there more potions on the couch cushions? Probably!]
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There are indeed potions. He grabs a purple one, and when he drinks it "excited" and "manic" pop up ocer his head -- but they're kinda lost in a cloud of repeated "horny"... Thancred's not looking at the words, though.]
Having a good time?
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Yes. Best game.
[He reaches for the back of Thancred's neck and pulls him down for another kiss]
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He also might be forgetting to remind Thancred about the potions. Making out is just fun gosh]
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He does, eventually, remember the potions though. He groans with annoyance, but he is trying to win, here so he reluctantly pulls back long enough to grab the red one.]
These rules are such a bore.
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Oh yeah, points!
[Gladio still has an arm around Thancred's waist, he settles another hand on his thigh]
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[He drinks it!]
Fortunately, you are making this very easy.
[He's so incredibly turned on, he can only think it's a shame they're here at a game. But he needs to be at least a little restrained, so he refrains from saying so. He's just going to give another kiss, this one quite fast so he can finish the vials and get on with it.]
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Hey, I did say we ought to hang out at some point yeah? Get a drink or somethin' outside of a game?
[It wasn't that serious since Betrayal small talk is whatever, but it's a good excuse as any]
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[He is taking that last potion (orange)! And now he is free to do whatever he wants!]
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[Does Gladio have coffee? Not really the point. He tugs Thancred forward by his shirt for that last potion kiss]
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