[He's getting conflicting signals here, he really is, but that's part of the fun of it. Polnareff whines into the kiss, his legs spreading pointedly, not daring to truly hope he's actually going to get any kind of action. He won't. He definitely won't, not til the credits roll, but it's fun to be teased.]
Well, yeah.
[Admitted just a touch breathlessly, and murmured against his mouth.]
no subject
Well, yeah.
[Admitted just a touch breathlessly, and murmured against his mouth.]
Anywhere, anytime, any way, Bruno--