Istredd's been with people other than Yennefer but it always felt like it was either avoiding deep attachments because of his heartache or filling a void that was impossible. It wasn't lack of want, it was more that he built a nice wall around himself full of logic and books, and he couldn't imagine how he'd ever get the type of intimacy and trust that was lost to him. So he didn't bother. With anything.
It happened accidentally. All of his relationships here did. He told people before that just being here requires change, and he likes to analyze other people according to that theory, but it's true of him too. And here he is in the type of situation where it could be awkward but Lucifer is dryly talking at him instead of answering the question, and Istredd actually rolls his eyes as if it was any of their other conversations.
"You are lucky that I want to kiss you more than I want to point out that you didn't answer my question." Istredd smiles at him despite the waspish words, a part of him maybe liking that they are still being them in the midst of this, and he closes the distance eagerly this time. An arm slings around Lucifer's back and he pulls him, wanting as little space between them as he can get, greedy and selfish.
Make me shut up then, he challenges, still smiling. He parts his lips, drawing Lucifer in, wanting to stop thinking too. A terrible night turning into something wonderful is frankly the type of thing that might make him question if this is real later.
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It happened accidentally. All of his relationships here did. He told people before that just being here requires change, and he likes to analyze other people according to that theory, but it's true of him too. And here he is in the type of situation where it could be awkward but Lucifer is dryly talking at him instead of answering the question, and Istredd actually rolls his eyes as if it was any of their other conversations.
"You are lucky that I want to kiss you more than I want to point out that you didn't answer my question." Istredd smiles at him despite the waspish words, a part of him maybe liking that they are still being them in the midst of this, and he closes the distance eagerly this time. An arm slings around Lucifer's back and he pulls him, wanting as little space between them as he can get, greedy and selfish.
Make me shut up then, he challenges, still smiling. He parts his lips, drawing Lucifer in, wanting to stop thinking too. A terrible night turning into something wonderful is frankly the type of thing that might make him question if this is real later.