@kazephyr
Zaveid was close.
Maybe a bit too close.
Kaze could feel the heat off the other’s body and the suggestive words from his mouth fill the air between the two. Everything Zaveid said felt intimateand invading, and even the shadows that Kaze shrouded himself in couldn’t escape that same burning gaze.
He bit his lip and brought a hand to rest on the back of the other’s neck, gentle but firm.
“ Tell me; are you a man of your word, Zaveid? ”
HOOK, LINE, AND SINKER. as far as zaveid’s concerned, he’s already won this supposed “battle” of theirs, kaze having fed directly into the brazen remark made by the aforementioned. it was a reaction the outlaw craved, and it was a reaction the outlaw received. an uncertain shift, the teasing of his bottom lip, and a hand on the back of his neck ( he has to reach up to manage it, zaveid notes, and stifles the urge to comment ----- nay, to snicker ); he’s uncertain, to say the very least, but he also does not back down. if he were any sort of gentleman, zaveid would commend him, and then desist. unfortunately, he was no such thing, and as such, continued on with the flirtatious facade, as it were. his head dips down, ever-so slight, and he lowers his voice, just enough so that only kaze would hear him ---- faintly. if he wanted to hear him more clearly, he’d have to get a little closer.
❛ heh ——----—- you tell me, ninja boy. i mean, you were the one who said you had me all figured out by now, weren't you? ❜
