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He chuckled again lowly. âTease.â It wasnât often that Ravus got into such a mood, where he would tease and taunt Luche so openly, but apparently his absence had prompted quite a lot of feelings in the other man. Enough for him to tease. He drew the belt from around Lucheâs waist as he stepped back, wrapping the leather around his hand in a way that drew his eye. . Luche arched a brow at him, the corner of his mouth quirking slightly. âDonât worry, I wonât make you wait long.â Pausing only to grab a towel, he headed past Ravus to their small bathroom.Â
âââââ It was a ploy of sorts. One of the few slyer moments that graced Ravus' actions. He hummed as he watched Luche venture off into the bathroom, believing him to be left behind in wait.
He gave the other man a few moments to properly clean in the shower, because that alone had to be a glorious feeling after being out on his mission for so long -- Perhaps it hadn't been that long, but it had felt like it to Ravus. Eventually, he tossed the belt aside on the bed and along with it, his own clothing. A towel of his own in hand, he headed for the bathroom.
The towel was silently placed aside on top of Luche's as he stepped into the small room. It was a miracle the old floorboards didn't squeak under his weight, but he hoped the sound of the running water would have drown it out anyhow.
Even Ravus knew it was unwise to startle a military man for so many varying reasons, but this hadn't been the first time he'd done this, so that was in his favor. Nudging the shower curtain aside, he stepped in and curled both arms around Luche, pulling him against himself. "You were taking too long. I grew impatient."


















