For Sinric

[onceaviking]

Eric's room is cool and neat.
There are a couple of low, wooden chairs next to a table at one end and a very large bed at the other end.
There is also a desk with a closed laptop and a small stack of books as well as an expensive looking office chair.

He holds the door to allow Sinric to enter.

Comments

[onceaviking]

"And do you have an explanation handy for when you go home?"

[thewidewideworld]

"I had intended to wait till after- till I was free but the time was right now. The bar has given me a cream that will mask it when I don't wish it to be seen."

[onceaviking]

"That's handy," Eric replies, running a hand down his own chest and abdomen. Slowly.

[thewidewideworld]

"Would you... Like to see it?" He asks softly.

[onceaviking]

Eric sighs.

"Show me," he says.

Honestly, he might as well be wooing a girl.
And he doesn't.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric is good at reading people, even Eric who is easy to read when it's too much effort to hide how little he cared.

His expression closes down and he shakes his head. "I'm wasting your time." He tightens the knot of the robe and turns to go.

[onceaviking]

And then Eric is standing next to him. Tall and cool and looming.

"I don't play games," he says. "Not for long, anyway."

[thewidewideworld]

"Nor do I." Sinric returns archly. "We have both had what we desired. It was foolish of me to think I could talk with you as an equal afterwards. Best I leave and save you from the effort of pretending you're not already bored."

[onceaviking]

Eric looks at him. Blankly.

Of course, they're not equals.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric, all too familiar with that look, shook his head. How was Eric any different from any other arrogant noble? "If there is nothing more you want from me, sir?" He moved to step around Eric, reaching for the door.

[onceaviking]

Eric stays in place as he says, "I will just remind you, that you came here willingly."

And then he steps aside, letting Sinric reach for the door.

[thewidewideworld]

"I came against my good judgement, not my will. And just as willingly I go." But in no better mood. Sinric sighs, "You needed fear I will make false claims against you."

[onceaviking]

"Good," Eric says. Calmly.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric shakes his head again and slips quietly out the door, pulling it to behind himself.

{ooc: thank you! For some reason Eric brings out the claws in Sinric. I love it.}

[onceaviking]

{and Eric's going 'aww, little kitten. Don't push it!'}