[take responsibility as in he has to be the responsible one about what's transpired!! Ivan's the one who needs protecting, not Till!]
Yeah, [is his answer. and to hear that Ivan's thought about it a lot catches Till's attention—confirms that they're in more trouble than he thought. which is both great and. uh. troubling. but whatever, they're already here. Till watches as Ivan leans into his touch, finding it too sweet and too tempting...]
No... as your senior and mentor, the professional thing to do is to ignore that kind of desire. Maybe it's hard because I was sensing some kind of tension, even if I didn't realize it... but that's no excuse.
[his ears sting pink with his comment about the sound he'd made—Till hadn't even realized he'd made any kind of sound. he curls his fingers into the front of Ivan's shirt, pulling him in again.
then don't, is what Till wants to say—instead, he finds himself pressing another (chaste) kiss against Ivan's lips.]
Might be we can still make this good for your work, though...
[ugh. that sounds like a sleep with your senior for networking kind of proposition, which isn't what he's getting at. he clarifies, still close,]
You're probably going to get other jobs that require kiss scenes, here or there... if this IP really takes off. The final cut ended up being so good, it might be something you're kinda known for, [he jokes.]
I can bring in some old copies I have, or something.
[so they can have something to blame—if anything, to maybe keep themselves from going off the rails.]
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Yeah, [is his answer. and to hear that Ivan's thought about it a lot catches Till's attention—confirms that they're in more trouble than he thought. which is both great and. uh. troubling. but whatever, they're already here. Till watches as Ivan leans into his touch, finding it too sweet and too tempting...]
No... as your senior and mentor, the professional thing to do is to ignore that kind of desire. Maybe it's hard because I was sensing some kind of tension, even if I didn't realize it... but that's no excuse.
[his ears sting pink with his comment about the sound he'd made—Till hadn't even realized he'd made any kind of sound. he curls his fingers into the front of Ivan's shirt, pulling him in again.
then don't, is what Till wants to say—instead, he finds himself pressing another (chaste) kiss against Ivan's lips.]
Might be we can still make this good for your work, though...
[ugh. that sounds like a sleep with your senior for networking kind of proposition, which isn't what he's getting at. he clarifies, still close,]
You're probably going to get other jobs that require kiss scenes, here or there... if this IP really takes off. The final cut ended up being so good, it might be something you're kinda known for, [he jokes.]
I can bring in some old copies I have, or something.
[so they can have something to blame—if anything, to maybe keep themselves from going off the rails.]