Sep 20, 2011 16:17
This place always brought out the worst in the blond knight. Whether it was because he refused to give in unless absolutely necessary or due to a loss of control, Flynn tried his best to go without the touch of another person. Due to the tall knight's absolute stubborn streak, Flynn suffered more than be probably needed to. The same could be said for his current situation in the hallway.
Because he had been so good at evading people in the hotel, he had taken in a lot of aphrodisiac. Any little touch, or pressure against his skin made Flynn feel impossibly warm. His head felt heavy, and it was hard to catch his breath. Stopping for just a few more moments, the young Commandant tried to catch his breath and relax his frazzled nerves.
Calm down Flynn. Mind over matter.
That was proving to only go so far. After all, Flynn was still a man before he was a knight.
Leaning up against the wall, Flynn pressed his cheek against the cold paneling as he tried to stay still. Sometimes it was just the point where he could gather his thoughts and power through the uncomfortable situation. However, this time was a little different. It wasn't that he was actually aware that there was someone coming up to him, but he felt the hand first. The words spoken to him were just that, a sentence of words jumbled up and confusing to his aphrodisiac addled brain.
Instead of answering and pushing the person away, Flynn turned barely recognizing the person before reaching out and grabbing them into an intense and passionate kiss.
[OOC: Open to all. Just nothing to do with toilets and we are good!]
pairing: m/*,
series: tales of vesperia