[He grins. He's normally quite happy to give into Bruno's quietly worded questions-that-are-truly-commands, bossy thing that he is, but there's fun to be had in teasing. So Polnareff steps forward deliberately, pushing them both back until he's got Bruno with his back pressed firmly to the wall. Both his arms brace against the wall, keeping his boyfriend trapped.
He presses their foreheads together. And he murmurs, very quietly:]
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He presses their foreheads together. And he murmurs, very quietly:]
How do you want me to kiss you?