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It was a sudden action that Gaius didn't have a moment to put any kind of say in at all. The knight had said something and the thief only managed to get part of what had been uttered before he felt those metal covered fingers against his jaw. Saliva is being swallowed down in his throat and his brow is knitted together, confusion written on the thief's face before he realizes what had been said to him.
'Teach me what a kiss is.'
Gloved fingers reach up and grab the wrist of the hand on his jaw, green eyes peering up into those of the knight's. A kiss wasn't something special to the thief so he had nothing to lose but Frederick asking him to be his teacher, well, it had the thief questioning. Why him? And shouldn't Frederick be saving kisses for those he truly adores? A sigh leaves the theif's lips and he mutters something akin to 'Alright' and presses up on his toes to reach the height of the brunet.
He's thankful that the knight was courteous enough to lean down where Gaius couldn't reach and it's then that the thief had taken to craning his neck and pressing his lips gently against Frederick's. Just a small peck, a gentle chaste action and as much as Gaius wants to show the knight a something deeper, he settles for just that and lowers himself back to the ground, gaze fixing on the knight.