[He was aware of some of what Richard was capable of, and he had enough experience in the underground to imagine what the worst case scenario would be. After all, this was not the first time that his lover had manhandled his face, and this situation was as charged at the last as well. It seemed that Richard favoured grabbing his face as a form of threat, like trying to bring another to heel or knowing the neck was an easy target if one could get a blade there.
Previous conversations involving Richard's brothers had mostly been about their fair hair and bright eyes, their handsome features and build that made them truly 'men' in the eyes of Richard's society. He had suspected that his lover had assisted in taking them out of play, and he also had no doubt that Richard's previous lover also had a hand in that. A rise from the bottom required removing those at the top first to pave the way. This description seemed more accurate of what he imagined siblings might be like. ] So you removed those that stood in your way, even if they carried the blood that you value so much. I suppose they tarnished his legacy with their addictions whereas you were focused on his good name. Do you believe he would be proud of what you've had to do to be king in his name?
[It was foolish to underestimate what Silco did and didn't know around these parts. He made it a point to know as much as he could. Information was a valuable currency even here. He raised his eyebrow at the claim of being able to do whatever was wanted with a lover; he supposed that hiding in the shadows and secrecy were the choice on the matter.] And yet you worry about how tongues will wag should someone beyond us know. It is an interesting choice; I wonder how long we can drag out the secrecy.
[For Silco, he was willing to drag it out if he must. What he had with Richard was not something he expected to have with anyone. He was so far unwilling to lose it.
He leaned in with the pull on his jaw.] Discussing your father and his love for you is not questioning the bond. You two seemed to have chosen each other from the moment you arrived in the world.
[He drew himself up, stepping away from Richard so that he could rest his hip on the side of the desk and wait for his lover to decide if staying in a confined room remained the play for this interaction. Perhaps Richard would walk away and require time apart. He wouldn't blame the younger man.]
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Date: 2024-11-09 03:58 am (UTC)Previous conversations involving Richard's brothers had mostly been about their fair hair and bright eyes, their handsome features and build that made them truly 'men' in the eyes of Richard's society. He had suspected that his lover had assisted in taking them out of play, and he also had no doubt that Richard's previous lover also had a hand in that. A rise from the bottom required removing those at the top first to pave the way. This description seemed more accurate of what he imagined siblings might be like. ] So you removed those that stood in your way, even if they carried the blood that you value so much. I suppose they tarnished his legacy with their addictions whereas you were focused on his good name. Do you believe he would be proud of what you've had to do to be king in his name?
[It was foolish to underestimate what Silco did and didn't know around these parts. He made it a point to know as much as he could. Information was a valuable currency even here. He raised his eyebrow at the claim of being able to do whatever was wanted with a lover; he supposed that hiding in the shadows and secrecy were the choice on the matter.] And yet you worry about how tongues will wag should someone beyond us know. It is an interesting choice; I wonder how long we can drag out the secrecy.
[For Silco, he was willing to drag it out if he must. What he had with Richard was not something he expected to have with anyone. He was so far unwilling to lose it.
He leaned in with the pull on his jaw.] Discussing your father and his love for you is not questioning the bond. You two seemed to have chosen each other from the moment you arrived in the world.
[He drew himself up, stepping away from Richard so that he could rest his hip on the side of the desk and wait for his lover to decide if staying in a confined room remained the play for this interaction. Perhaps Richard would walk away and require time apart. He wouldn't blame the younger man.]