Oh, thank Merlin. Victor had skating on potentially thin ice and he knew it, but it seemed the risk hadn't been in vain. He leaned into the kiss fully and immediately, while his free hand reached to grasp the center of Fisk's shirt and pull him closer. Victor still had a wine bottle in his hand but wished he didn't. He could make better use of his hand elsewhere... but shattering glass and spilled wine would have been an untimely distraction, so he couldn't just drop it. He reached behind him and fumbled for a place to put it, but since he was unwilling to stop kissing Fisk he wasn't finding much purchase.
"Hang on," he finally breathed in frustration as he broke off the kiss and cast around for a place to put the damn bottle down.
"Hang on," he finally breathed in frustration as he broke off the kiss and cast around for a place to put the damn bottle down.
Fabulous set by Lady!