Victor smiled against Fisk's skin and nodded slightly while murmuring a noise of assent. Maybe Leo was getting at the same type of thing Victor had just prevented himself from bringing up (a thrill of nerves went through him at the idea), but even if he wasn't hinting at anything the statement was true enough. They had more time than they'd ever had previously, and more space. This was the first time they were ever able to enjoy each other's company without the ever-present (however distant) threat of interruption.
(Admittedly, during one of their earlier forays into the dark rooms around the edges of parties thrown by mutual friends, Victor had thought it was a good thing Fisk was an obliviator by trade — presumably if they were caught, he'd be able to make the problem disappear. Fortunately, it was a theory they'd never needed to test — though it had made Victor perhaps slightly less cautious about maintaining secrecy than he otherwise might have been).
"I locked the door," he teased, moving to remove more of Leonid's clothing before things progressed too far between his legs. "I don't plan to let you out until sunrise."
(Admittedly, during one of their earlier forays into the dark rooms around the edges of parties thrown by mutual friends, Victor had thought it was a good thing Fisk was an obliviator by trade — presumably if they were caught, he'd be able to make the problem disappear. Fortunately, it was a theory they'd never needed to test — though it had made Victor perhaps slightly less cautious about maintaining secrecy than he otherwise might have been).
"I locked the door," he teased, moving to remove more of Leonid's clothing before things progressed too far between his legs. "I don't plan to let you out until sunrise."
Fabulous set by Lady!