[ He's pretty sure this is dangerous stuff. Anything way too alluring usually is, and that means Gilgamesh has to be on the top of a list like that. (It's just he doesn't realize just how intense danger can get.)
Besides, it's so easy right now to just give in, and with his nudge being responded to with the bit of physical contact, he likes the idea of doing exactly that. There's always excitement to get a positive response, and this seems like a really good one that he'd be an idiot to slight by letting it pass by. He agreed to it, already, there's no point for any part of his subconscious to try and stop an already committed young warlord. (So, he likes the hues reds and golds and orange-yellows. So, he likes it hotter than hot. So, he plays with the fiercest of fires --an alluringly passionate tiger, a beautiful and powerful king.)
Getting burned is par for the course.
So, of course he deepens the kiss, of course he is going to pursue acting on what he's offering to the other.
A great many things prick his senses in alarm for him to assess better (really, Masamune, you aren't paying this guy coin for services, shouldn't you concerned about a potentially bigger picture here?), but they don't reach him consciously. Not with having ingested a more concentrated amount of the drug hiding in the mist temporarily clinging to the snow, not with the wine consumed, and certainly not this odd attraction Masamune has to danger. One might say it's his hoping that this isn't what it seems, but regardless of his true thoughts, it's very obvious he's hooked for moment and many moments beyond it. This dragon has decided to let its guard down. So, of course he deepens the kiss, of course he is going to pursue to act on what he's offering to the other.
Anyone who says that in his current position—with these circumstances, with this man—they wouldn't have done exactly the same, is one hell of a goddamn liar, anyway. ]
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Besides, it's so easy right now to just give in, and with his nudge being responded to with the bit of physical contact, he likes the idea of doing exactly that. There's always excitement to get a positive response, and this seems like a really good one that he'd be an idiot to slight by letting it pass by. He agreed to it, already, there's no point for any part of his subconscious to try and stop an already committed young warlord. (So, he likes the hues reds and golds and orange-yellows. So, he likes it hotter than hot. So, he plays with the fiercest of fires --an alluringly passionate tiger, a beautiful and powerful king.)
Getting burned is par for the course.
So, of course he deepens the kiss, of course he is going to pursue acting on what he's offering to the other.
A great many things prick his senses in alarm for him to assess better (really, Masamune, you aren't paying this guy coin for services, shouldn't you concerned about a potentially bigger picture here?), but they don't reach him consciously. Not with having ingested a more concentrated amount of the drug hiding in the mist temporarily clinging to the snow, not with the wine consumed, and certainly not this odd attraction Masamune has to danger. One might say it's his hoping that this isn't what it seems, but regardless of his true thoughts, it's very obvious he's hooked for moment and many moments beyond it. This dragon has decided to let its guard down. So, of course he deepens the kiss, of course he is going to pursue to act on what he's offering to the other.
Anyone who says that in his current position—with these circumstances, with this man—they wouldn't have done exactly the same, is one hell of a goddamn liar, anyway. ]